The losses have been varied the first loss I remember was aunt who died overseas in Canada, then my nana, gran. Various other family members. I lost my rabbit when I was 13 killed by two dogs, my cousin was murdered by her dad. Then I lost my best friend he died in a accident nearly ten years ago. Then I lost my tortoise George.

I’ve had a house that I’ve had to fight for. Relationship I had to walk away from. Jobs I had to fight in and for.

My husband and my little girl are the positives. My family parents and brother are great. Dad I am still worried about which is normal.

As you can I’ve had a variety of experiences. So this recent feeling is odd. Hope this makes sense. I am coming up to ten years of the loss of my best friend but I firmly see the blessing in the time we had together. All out there now x