Just two girls trying to pack up their home, waiting for their lives to start... But doing it with a smile every step of the way!
Perfectly Untouched
When my Mum passed away, I willed my life to stay exactly how she left it – perfectly untouched like the crisp layer of newly fallen snow, blanketing my life. I daren’t take a step forward in fear of altering what she had left. I awkwardly lived around her belongings, preserving her life in our home.
The Sum of Life
And here we are, with a whole life in plastic bags.
Question: Do you believe in the afterlife?
Fool’s Gold (by Evee)
I'm a hoarder of moments, desperate to find gold in paper, Something that I had missed before, like an echoing smile. I walk in my loving, sweet Danse Macabre, My fruitless attempt to make "treasure" worthwhile.
Paddling My Own Canoe.
“In a plane crash, you are always told to put your own oxygen mask on first. You need to put your oxygen mask on before your sister’s. She’s 19, she’ll sort herself out, and you need to sort yourself out first”.
“I Should Stay Strong but I’m WEAK … and What’s Wrong With That?”
I get stuck in my head a lot. I think and think and think, and sometimes the words I want to say just dry up in my mouth, and I keep everything inside. It’s not that I actively choose to not talk about it anymore, I just can’t express myself.
