Sometimes, when I am alone with myself, I feel perfectly happy and complete. Other times, I feel alone. Like I'm a chicken scratch in dry mud when I'm meant to be parchment and expensive ink.
Twists and Turns
Tag: smile
Grieving During Quarantine
Welcome to the first ever post we ever shared on @bereavedsingledad 's lovely blog. This post was written at the beginning of quarantine. This post in collaboration with our friend, Gary, was the beginning of something quite lovely, we think 🙂 Check out his first ever post on our blog! We hope you enjoy our post. Please … Continue reading Grieving During Quarantine
Time Capsule
The very first photo is my lovely mum in a blue ballgown, taken on the 14th of September, 2013. I would have been 13. The royal blue of Mum's dress brightens and flaunts her clear blue eyes. A faint, hesitant smile has only aged 7 years with fondness and love. Her hair is short, and slightly messy. I love it, but I can imagine mum brushing her fingers through it only moments beforehand.