Be mindful of those little moments that weave colour into your everyday. Scribble little notes, underline everything. Bookmark it all. In no time at all you'll have a whole collection of moments that add so much colour and life to your life.
Is a nice one.
I enjoy your memory. The other day my flat and I cheersed our drinks for you. I laughed and felt giddy...
This is Daisy. She came from a nearby farm. I loved her before I met her and chose her name before Mum found the advert for her.
For 2019, I had a different type of bonfire night. It was lovely, wholesome and warm.
I cannot wait to be Evee in my new life, and for Katie to be Katie in hers. I am ready for it now.
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.
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.
On Facetime to both my boyfriend and my sister, Evee said to me “That’ll do pig, that’ll do” quoting the iconic final line from Babe, and I laughed through my tears. She was right, that’ll do. It’s over now, I can rest.