To my mother on her birthday. A letter of grief and love.

Today you would have been 56. But you aren't here to celebrate and I miss you. That's a massive understatement. I miss you doesn't even come close to how I feel. I long for you. My heart physically aches without your presence. I promised myself I would write a positive post to honour your birthday. … Continue reading To my mother on her birthday. A letter of grief and love.

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Birthday Blues, a message for my mum.

*The following is a guest post written by my sister.* Mum, if you were here now, and healthy you would have hated turning 56, you would have said "I don't feel it darling, I feel 18" and I would have probably rolled my eyes! But knowing what I know now you would have given anything … Continue reading Birthday Blues, a message for my mum.

Admitting to myself that I am not ok.

Grab a cup of tea this is a long one. I feel like I've been picked up by a few people, pulled in conflicting directions causing me to break. I've been temporarily sellotaped back together only to be dropped again. But this time I've broken into smaller pieces, pieces that right now seem a little … Continue reading Admitting to myself that I am not ok.

20 thoughts of a Slimming Worlder.

The following post contains bad language. I'm also hoping it makes you laugh rather than offends! Weigh day has arrived, please please please let me poo before it's time to face the scales. Me: How much have you lost this week?",  Janet: "10lbs", Me: "Wow well done, i'm chuffed for you." Screams internally FUUUUUCK YOU! … Continue reading 20 thoughts of a Slimming Worlder.