I cannot wait to be Evee in my new life, and for Katie to be Katie in hers. I am ready for it now.
Tag: university
Reality Revisited: 2 Weeks Left At Home!
We are truly exhausted physically, but mentally, we are stronger and happier than ever.
Reality Revisited: One Day at a Time
Remember how Mum would always say to break things down, and to not look at the bigger picture. The bigger picture is scary, and so is a year. 365 days seems inconceivable right now, but you can manage one day at a time. Stay in bed if you have to. You don’t have to leave the house, you just have to get through another day.
Reality Revisited: “Jump And The Universe Will Catch You.”
I don’t feel fear like I used to. I’ve learnt that the only thing that you can actually count on in this life is, in fact, change. I don’t try and run away from it anymore; running away takes up too much energy anyway. It’s easier to face it straight on, embrace it, and jump.
Reality Revisited: Fool’s Gold (by Evee)
I’m a hoarder of moments, desperate to find gold in paper,
Something that I had missed before, like an echoing smile.
I walk in my loving, sweet Danse Macabre,
My fruitless attempt to make “treasure” worthwhile.
Reality Revisited: We did it, Mum
You were always there to tell me how proud you were and to tell me to never give up. I didn’t. I didn’t give up because you never gave up. You taught me to never give up, and we didn’t, did we?
Reality Revisited: Out of the Woods
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.
Reality Revisited: Gone Walking
I felt emotionally exhausted and wanted the opportunity to transfer this emotional struggle into a physical challenge that I could overcome, learn and develop from.
Reality Revisited: Under Pressure
That’s one of the most difficult things about losing my mum, I just want to tell her how difficult life is without her in it.
Third Year
I jumped into the uber, politely asked how my driver was doing, and after exchanging pleasantries, he asked me what year I was in.
“Third year.” I said with a polite smile.