Random thoughts as I go along

Watch me be cheesy. Firstly, happy birthday, I hope you had an awesome day! Never have I felt so proud to be able to call you my mother than these last few years. I consider myself to be so privileged to have someone like you in my life. All the adventures and life lessons… I wouldn’t change a thing! You’re constantly packed with motivation and inspiration that it’s hard to not be positive all the time around you. I feel my worries always become insignificant as you taught me to always see the positives in a negative situation. I miss you every day that goes by, but it’s bearable simply knowing that you’re doing what you love and what you’re passionate about! You have taught me so much and then some… I can’t begin to express how grateful I am for everything that you have been through and done for us as a family. You’ve shown us what it is to live life in the most purest form, love above all. Now, what really is a mother? Aside from the biological definitions… Is...

I'm starting to wonder. Is it a long road to recovery or is it a short but steep staircase? I think it's a short but steep staircase. The ones that leave you gasping for air each step you take. I've been walking down the long and flat road for a year thinking I was healing. Fooled by false temporary plasters yet no stitches to permanently heal the broken. It's time I acknowledged the staircase with a clear view of the top. Deep down I always knew I'd eventually have to tackle it. I thought I wasn't strong enough and I was too lazy to let go. I settled for comfort and convinced myself that this road with no visible end would eventually lead me out. I forgot that when you feel you've hit rock bottom, or the equally painful stages just before, people always say that the only way to go is up... So why wasn't I going up? Following that long road won't lead you up because it's flat. It's a distraction. Maybe it's necessary to...