Hello everyone,
It is a sunny day here and…the sale of my London flat completed this morning. I went back to the flat yesterday, to leave my keys there and to put some fizz in the fridge for the buyers. I had a few tears but, as I walked away, I felt calm and relief. A big step forward for me as I keep moving. Tom would be so proud of me, that I know for sure and he keeps encouraging me as I leap, from lilypad to lilypad, across the pond of grief. I continue to clear corners from my rented house, ahead of moving (hopefully) to a new home maybe even next month (waiting for a survey, etc). I post this in the hope that someone might see it who is having a tough day, thinking that things will never get better. Friends, I felt like that and now, inch by inch, lilypad by lilypad, I know I am getting stronger and that I have a life to live now that is different, but my own to shape. And it is ok. Hold tight, everyone - we can do this x