Over the last few years, on Mondays, in the Before, I would wake up at 5.30 a.m. when the Philips wake-up light that my beloved bought me for Christmas one year began to glow at almost-full strength.
I heard on a podcast today that over time our memories are unreliable. It is good that you are writing in recent memory so you have these sad but sweet treasures. ❤️
Reading you I can feel how good he was...❤ and how good you are too.
Your blog it's a precious Love letter.
Sending you hugs and strenght!
I heard on a podcast today that over time our memories are unreliable. It is good that you are writing in recent memory so you have these sad but sweet treasures. ❤️
Such details, such love 💗 Someday will these writings become a book ? Love you 💕
As always thank you for these windows into your sad, your heart, your life and your man <3
Thank you for this. The photos are amazing you look stunning!
You have a wonderful gift for making these connected moments live. In that sense, they are truly eternal. Love the photos, too! <3
Thank you 💕. As usual a glimpse of your heart ,and the photos are so lovely ... 💝🙏