the weekend just gone, i said ‘goodbye’ to my daughter & my beautiful moko.
moko is going to live with her papa & nanny, & my girl has joined the army.
i hate goodbyes.
i prefer – ‘see you later’.
but this whole process has had me reeling for months & as d.day got closer, it did a number on my insides, which i am still slowly processing.
i’m trying to be kind to myself & roll with the punches … but i’m feeling slightly bruised now.
i’m not sure how to explain it all, but thats about the size of me & fucking emotions.
i feel raw though. raw & vulnerable. & i hate it. but i’m sitting with the whole fucking thing.
it’s change. & its a new chapter. for all of us.