Lost in translation


I started decluttering today and found these boarding passes from London to Dublin to Chicago on 22nd November, 2014.

My husband flew to Chicago to meet me in person for the first time.

It felt like the beginning of everything.


On Sunday evening I lost yet another loved one.

It still feels unreal today.

I wanted to think more about what had happened but I spent all of my energy on worries about another loved one.

ER is not the best place to be when you’ve just lost someone.

I just wish everything would be back to normal.

Everything is happening and would not stop happening..




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