And whilst I may frequently feel overwhelmed at what the world chooses to throw my way. Whilst I may feel anything but calm when they choose to bicker with each other. Whilst I doubt myself daily and question whether I’m enough to hold all these jigsaw pieces together and be everything my family needs me to be.
It’s heartbreaking to watch as Alzheimer’s and Dementia take a hold of a loved one but every now and again there are moments of magic. Those precious flickers where the windows of the soul open, the condensation clears and for a split second you see straight to the heart of your loved one and realise they are still in there
Growing up they only ever really called me Sarah when I was in trouble; instead preferring to call me their "Sunbeam". It is only with becoming a mum to 3 wee sunbeams of my own that I now understand why.
Happiness is a Sunbeam 