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We’re still alive, just a little quiet with a million things going on. I’ve returned to work so the kids are going to daycare 3 days a week now, they’ve both been hit with everything under the sun from conjunctivitis to a constant runny nose and chesty cough, they are both loving it though and Savannah is coming leaps and bounds with her talking and little personality, please tell me these sicknesses start to fade as they get used to all the germs though! I’m also resigning up to the gym tomorrow that has a crèche so I have no excuses and to get a little me time back, then I’m starting a 6 week bikini challenge next Monday with @bodiesbyrachel that I’ll be sharing my journey through aswell so look out for updates on that!
I saw the end approaching,
it happens all the time;
One thing ending,
another beginning,
with no warning or big boom
just a collection of subtleties coming together.
But we hadn’t seen an ending like this since the early days.
So I hiked to the top of the mountain
in the dark of the endless night
expecting to say goodbye to everything I once knew.
I looked down at the village as it cradled the moon in its shadow,
preserving the last of the light we would ever see.
I waited up there for what we would have called days,
if night hadn’t blanketed the village for weeks.
They said the sun was gone for good
and it would never rise again.
No longer did we call these the early days
but the end of days.
But then sure enough, there it was,
the sun approaching,
and now it happens all the time.