25th March, the date that never gets easier. The flashbacks are still raw, the air is quiet. 4 years without you but blessed with 3 years of a mini you.
Wish I could tell you that you were right all along & more than anything I wish you’d have been here the last 6 months.
a job I adore, 2x beautiful girls, a handful of friends who’s picked me up from rock bottom & spring is finally here. Life just feels so easier with blue skys and daffodils in a vase.
March is hard,
celebrating Mother’s Day, my mums birthday & her death anniversary all within 3 weeks is a pretty tough. Being grateful to be a mother myself but not have my own mother to buy gifts for.
All combined with my first March as a single mum. My head is a lot.
anyone who really knows me KNOWS when I listen to TS 24/7 I listen to feel the words.
the fact the songs where to much for how I was feeling shows how bad it’s been.
but I’ve just achieved listening to her songs and enjoying them with no feelings attached.
Proud, of , me. 👏🏻
not bragging, but I’ve just listened to Taylor Swift without crying.
I think this is what they call HEALING ( Taylor Swift is my depressed era) 🥴
There is lightttttt 💡💡💡💡