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.
Mum would love these rainbows.
I cannot wait to be Evee in my new life, and for Katie to be Katie in hers. I am ready for it now.
The sun is still in the sky and shining above you. Thank you for coming on this journey with me.
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.
And here we are, with a whole life in plastic bags.