I cannot wait to be Evee in my new life, and for Katie to be Katie in hers. I am ready for it now.
Living in a new reality without our person confronts all kinds of feelings about who we are now, without them.
It was a downward spiral of pain, and the very essence of mum singed and burnt my soul with that deep sense of loss.
Sometimes I am deeply grateful that Mum has been protected from the fear and uncertainty we are facing. But other times, I am terrified and all I want is a cuddle from my mum, telling me it will all be okay.
For those of us who have lost vibrant, courageous women, I hope this day is a little reminder that we can still celebrate them. They are all around us, and they are in you 🤍
And here we are, with a whole life in plastic bags.
Chiquitita, you and I cry,
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you.
On Facetime to both my boyfriend and my sister, Evee said to me “That’ll do pig, that’ll do” quoting the iconic final line from Babe, and I laughed through my tears. She was right, that’ll do. It’s over now, I can rest.
Is a nice one.
Why do we have this self-imposed idea that throughout our lives we are meant to maintain a perfect, crisp version of ourselves? Like untouched snow, or fresh school shoes that we don’t want to scratch.