On the surface, this new life is wonderful and it suits you so well; you feel like you are meant to be here.
In case you missed anything from May…
When life slips down the hill, Katie and I often turn to each other and ask each other the same question: What is the point? With our feet slipping, trying to stop everything from falling, our arms aching and our bodies covered in mud, we scream WHAT IS THE POINT IN TRYING SO HARD?
This is Daisy. She came from a nearby farm. I loved her before I met her and chose her name before Mum found the advert for her.