today has been pretty emotionally exhausting. but it’s comforting to think that in a few days i’ll be able to sleep beside my boy again.
this is where she’s buried. by the sea, in a churchyard with barely 30 stones. across the road there is a line of cherry blossom trees and daffodils growing. i can’t believe that tomorrow it will have been 2 years since we lost her (and on monday, 2 years till we finally found out). i wish we’d been able to help her. i love you so much Moyra.
*applies mascara to leg hair* yes, much more definition and volume
we’ve cut loads of plants and have made this ginormous and slightly frightening..i’m not going to say bouquet..but bunch of flowers and leaves and they’ll keep growing and they look totally mad but there’s pink and yellow and white and i think she’d like them
i feel slightly better today and i sort of let my friend know that i’m going to need her support on monday (although i’ve not yet been able to tell her why). it’s enormously comforting to know that at least one person is going to understand me and hug me if i need it without needing me to tell them why i’m upset.
i’ve been busy today cleaning the house and finishing my folio (wish me luck!). i’m thinking a lot about how i’m going to make the flat look, about going to london and about going to budapest. my hair is bad today. my boy is being nice.
housework housework housework weirdly making me happy