Sometimes life gives you trials, hoop after hoop after hoop after hoop to jump through and forms to complete and the right people not say the wrong things to. It takes a huge amount of effort and energy and just ugh. It’s been one of those weeks.
A week where everything seems to be hanging in the balance, tantalisingly close to becoming just something that we had to do once. A week when I have had to admit to two separate strangers on one strange day that thoughts are creeping into my mind and taking up residence in a way that they are becoming harder and harder to fight and that because of
me everything my family no longer has a home. We’re homeless and I’m scared and exhausted and destructive and please help.
I try (and try and try) to live in the moment when I am able. To enjoy the second for the second and not to allow my mind to wonder further afield. Sometimes it works and the sun breaks free of the clouds and shines of us while we pick flowers and laugh and live.