2022 for me was the year of regrowth. Regrowth back to 'Tracey pre 2017' - pre mum dying. We all tend to get a little melodic at this time of year, recall the best bits, forget the worst. I find New Year's a little sad. It's like saying goodbye to a dear old friend, one … Continue reading Goodbye 2022 …
I F • there's one message I ever want to get across - it's to appreciate the things & people around you. You can't buy yourself happy. Well I guess you can ... but you know what I'm saying. Basically I went out yesterday in the same clothes I wore the day before ( clean … Continue reading Appreciation …
While on holiday in a cool , off the beaten track coffee shop. Watching the locals with their animated hand gestures, while feeding the stray cat. The smell of tobacco, sun cream and cheap aftershave filling the balmy air.Coffee with my mum on our weekly Saturday morning shopping trips; catching up , sharing stories, laughing … Continue reading C O F F E E
5 Y E A R S • ago on 10th July 2017 at just after 3.30pm with dad & I sat by her side, my mum died. She had been in palliative care for 2 weeks but she did not open her eyes or speak for the last 4 days of her life. I spent … Continue reading 5 Y E A R S …
O N E • of the best things about getting older [ I'm 51 if you are new around here ] is not giving a flying feck. I'm definitely embracing that and my Bag Lady Chic. When the BF tells me I look like I've got a bottle of vodka snook away in my hand … Continue reading M O N D A Y • musings
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