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Anniversary 

Candles, wine and the Stars. Taking some time to absorb the day. A beautiful yet emotional day. My baby girl is 8, I’ve managed 8 years as a parent and she’s pretty damn special. I always find their birthdays a little tough – that combined mixture of joy and pride of what they have grown into and sadness and grief for their younger version who is no more. If I’m honest I’ve been dredding today for weeks, as this year it held an extra anniversary.  1 year from the day my mask faultered and I could no longer hide the pain that had been consuming my mind for years.  The day I broke. The day I could no longer control or contain what I was feeling.  But do you know what? It’s actually a year since I faced my fears and let myself begin to heal.  A year since I became free. So today I celebrate. Celebrate my smart,  funny, kind,  considerate,  beautiful,  stubborn 8 year old and celebrate my 1st year of freedom.