If we make it or we don't, we won't be alone When I see your light shine, I know I'm home.. Heartbreak can show its ugly self in many forms. Breakups are one; I know I have had a few messy and heart-breaking moments where I thought I wouldn't get over the heartache. That I …
Continue reading I can’t see you, but I hear your call, Baby, hold on now we’re going home…
This is me, at best, to look at me, even be around me at the moment. You wouldn't know how much pain I am in. How much I am hurting. I will make the effort to be strong, to have my makeup done and not a hair out of place. Just don't expect a meaningful …
Continue reading Ouch, I have lost myself again Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found…
So you say I'm complicated That I must be outta my mind But you've had me underrated... I cannot tell you enough, how many times someone, somewhere has underestimated me.Underestimated me in one way or another. It is usually my ability to do something. I am often belittled and people generally talk to me like shit. …
And they say time's a healer; how long is this burn supposed to last.. It is a bittersweet moment when your Mum who has alcohol related dementia remembers that it is October and you were born some time in that month. I say bittersweet because she could not walk to the shop and get a …
Continue reading Hearts aren’t supposed to hurt like that, they’re not supposed to break so fast…
I am a smiler. Through the good the bad and the completely depressing, I always try and smile. It's somewhat weird. I find comfort in comedy and use this as a coping method for most things in life. When my Dad was dying in hospital, I found it easier to joke with my family and …
Continue reading Oh baby baby, it’s a wild world; And it’s hard to get by just on a smile…
This is going to be the soppiest piece, I will probably ever write. I am going to try not to be too cringey. It's not one of my usual topics... But I feel he needs some major recognition. Ashley Robert Munn, my Ash, My Love, My world, the father of my son, my best friend. …
I have been holding off writing about this until I get my results, but the more I think about it - the more I need to express my deep concern for young women all around that are avoiding their smear tests. Now this is not something people like talking about - why I do not …
Continue reading I been worryin’ that we all live our lives in the confines of fear…
Today was a hard day. I went to visit my Mum in her new care home. It is nice enough. Very red décor, but it's nice. I took Caleb and Ash was there as always; my biggest support. But it was hard. I no longer have to pretend to be my sister though. My Mum …
Grief is hard, no it is more than just hard. It is heart breaking, soul-destroying, tiring, devastating, it can consume you as a whole. I suppose you think I am talking about how I have felt in the past, after losing my Dad, and more recently my Nanny Ronnie, my Dads mum. Well yes, they …
My beautiful Mum, she is 55 years old and she has alcohol related dementia and kidney disease. I touched on this area of my life briefly in my first post, and now I feel like I am a bit more ready to let you in. My Mum, Maggie, was taken into hospital with stage 5 …
Continue reading Everybody’s got somebody to lean on, put your body next to mine and dream on…
Being Becka 