Milestones; a stone set up on the road to mark the distance travelled or until you reach a particular destination...
Milestone no. 6…
If only…
If only, if only, if only... the words, the sentiment behind them are usually always painful. It’s looking back, not with rose tinted glasses, but with knowledge. It’s the desire to have the power to turn back the clock and relive time, or a moment again and change it with the power of your knowledge. … Continue reading If only…
Infinite…
Even after almost 6 years - I still find myself in tears. It isn’t the expected triggers that reminds, it is the surprising moments where I remember. This latest one is Diversity’s latest dance choreography to George Ezra’s ‘Hold My Girl’ (a guaranteed tear jerker anyway). A very sweet moment of a new father with … Continue reading Infinite…
Permission…
From here on; I give myself permission to be selfish, but only when I need to.
Milestone…
Turning 5 years old is a milestone, for both you and I, Cacia. You should be: causing mayhem and chaos with your sister and brother; turning our home upside down; almost half way through your first year of big girl school; in swimming lessons; have your first bestest friend; be excited about birthday parties, presents … Continue reading Milestone…
Journey…
5 years ago today, I was told the news. ‘I’m sorry, there is no heartbeat, your baby has died’. 5 years ago today, I told my husband this news on the phone. 5 years ago today, I listened as my husband told my mum, my sisters, my brother, his mum, his dad that our baby … Continue reading Journey…
A little bit, goes a long way…
...it doesn’t have to be big, you dont have to know the right words, just be there with them. Offer what you can, that’s manageable to you...
Transition…
It was so easy to say... give up this year ... The reality is different...
The importance of Rock…
I don’t believe in NY resolutions, but .... I am reminded of how important it is that I tell him how much I appreciate him and how well he is doing as a father and husband, he is after all our Rock.
‘The baby’…
I haven’t posted for quite some time, for many reasons, I don’t feel as grief stricken as I once did, life has gotten busy, in reality I haven’t had something I want to say. I do now. It’s strange how one throw away comment knocks you off kilter. Reminds you of why you started writing, … Continue reading ‘The baby’…
