Natalee came into my life and its full glory at the point I relapsed in the Easter of this year. Her abilities were extraordinary. She coped with me, off the wall, who had just been arrested for my own safety and quite frankly was at my worst. I was certainly at the most horrific in mine and Jason's living memory, so god knows what Natalee must have thought. For a young Lady at University, with no training in Mental Health, she really knew what to do, under the most severe of circumstances. As I said to her at the time, she was wasted in the industry she was working in and had so much more to offer the world. She cooked and cleaned for us. She gave Jason respite after the most debilitating of circumstances and was always just a phone call away. I could, nor never would fault her.
Since that first relapse episode, she has seen many, many more. She saw, just how bad Bipolar could be, yet she still persisted with not only our friendship, but also embarked on a whole new career as a professional carer. Whether that was partly or mainly due to what happened with me, it really doesn't matter. The important thing is that she realised there was more to her, than waiting on tables and all that entails.
We were lucky enough to meet her Mother, who, although very different to Natalee, was adorable and a pleasure to speak too. I have never really met someones Mother, out of friendship, so it meant a lot, for Natalee to introduce her to us. Her Mother, equally, through her words and messages of support was there for us and continues to be at the best and worst of moments. It has been nice being a part of her family. It will be an enduring memory of our friendship.
Natalee also gave me away at our Wedding, what more could you ask of a friend, you diamond girl you!
I took to Jack straight away. He is a funny guy. He does stand up, although I have not had the pleasure of watching him yet, although I hope to. Some people can be a little shy about shining their light, rather than hiding it and in that respect, Jack can be quite humble. He doesn't sing his own trumpet often, but should do.
Poor Jack has had to listen to my woes, for nearly a year now. He takes it all in good stride and humour, listens, has feelings and equally articulates his views and position well. He is a joy to talk too, always. We have had many heart to hearts, over a short period and he really does listen and care. Yes a great guy who actually cares. I know he has experience of depression and that helps when addressing my own problems. Jack has helped me out immensely, in dealing with some deep routed problems, that had not surfaced until speaking to someone with such integrity and compassion, for others.
Jack also done us the honour of attending our Wedding, helping us out with our outfits and straightened my rather disheveled button hole. He is a true Gentleman in every sense of the word and as part of my family from another Mother, is always welcome at Capri. Like Natalee, he has seen the best and worst of me, so I hide nothing from him.
It will be lovely to meet his partner Alice this weekend, she sounds like everything he ever wanted, beautiful and a Hampshire lass, the best there is. Looking forward to it.
Thanks for a great evening, love ya both!