My daughter finished year 5 today...one more year left in junior school...I'm starting to no longer feel youthful...but actually a mum...we get mistaken for sisters, but that's going to stop soon...I'm pushing 30...Im drowning in self pity...where's the violins? :))

So this brings me to the year ahead, I have made some choices, and i've got some things to get over....i've not fully gotton over various things...and they are hitting me like a fart from a cheetah...fast and furious (not that i technically know what this feels like)

I feel really bless that my friend of 4 years is a mans man who writes me poetry...he sent me another poem today, was truly beautiful. Yet he's strong and i feel protected by him....I enjoy him.