the agony being not that of an alcohol induced hangover and flash backs of your bestie holding your hair back. No, those days are passed. Instead, you are treated to flash backs of your desperate for the toilet but half asleep child’s antics from the night before; questioning did I dream having to hold their boy bits in the direction of the toilet?!
It’s all too easy to become overwhelmed with the tough days that life inevitably throws our way. But my Mum is still quietly teaching me valuable life lessons. In the past year she has shown me that those moments where we think we have messed up so badly and don’t see light at the end of the tunnel; they become the futures moments of accomplishment to look back on with pride at what we overcame.
surely shaving my legs last night shouldn't make me this cold and what the heck is bloody rubbing?
Happiness is a Sunbeam 