Third Letter to Braxdyn

November 2017

I wanted to give you the world but you got the universe instead. I miss you so much that it hurts – like my heart has been ripped out of my chest. Time goes on but it does not “get better” so what am I supposed to do now?

I thought I knew pain until the day the universe opened up and took you back. Our parting was like a stalemate, neither of us won and both of us lost something that should’ve lasted forever and worst of all the encapsulating feeling of the future that was torn apart. In a moment i lost everything, my entire world changed forever the day you gained your wings.

Everyday I remember my pregnancy, the days I spent singing to you, telling you stories and planning the rest of our lives. walking along the beach envisioning you as a cheeky toddler running ahead of me – and me in a panic chasing after you. The many things we would’ve experienced together. I dreamed about the life we should’ve had together, just me and you against the world. Son, do you know how much those moments, those visions meant to me? Only after you were gone did I understand how truly special those were, when they were all I had left – a vision of how it was meant to be

Every night I’m tormented, reliving the trauma of you leaving, held captive by memories and forever held at the mercy of the moment I learned you had gone. Every night I ask the universe why it had to be my baby. I remembered how my life looked before you came along, the poor choices, drugs, drinking, the life threatening decisions I made gambling my life away with drugs and dangerous boyfriends. I gave every bad habit up for you and when I finally got it right you were cruelly ripped away from me. That will haunt me forever, truly I believe the universe sent you to save me from myself, that was your life’s purpose! You taught me to love myself again and how to love someone else. I believe you paid the price for my selfish ways and to understand the consequences I had to lose you – the one thing that truly mattered to me. Did the universe take your life to save mine?

I once was a young girl who believed in fairytales, but somewhere along the way I was struck by the nightmare inducing reality, the demons consuming my very existence robbing me of my innocence, leaving me with the fear of never being able to love again! Son please help me find my soul family, help me to find myself again, help me find those who will love you as much as I do. Those scars are reminders of how many times I attempted to end my life, I often wonder could anybody kiss my lips when they learn why those razors kissed my wrists?

A million times I’ve needed you, a million times I’ve cried, if love alone could’ve saved you, you would’ve never had to die! It broke my heart to lose you but you didn’t go alone part of me went with you the day the universe took you home!

Look after your brother for me and fly high baby boy ❤️ love today tomorrow and forever, Mummy

May you always know my little ones you were wished for longed for and wanted. The death of a child is like losing your breath and never catching it again, it’s forever a panic attack, feeling your heart beating, your soul screaming for them and no matter how hard you try or what you do you continue to slowly lose your mind. Missing you isn’t the problem, it’s knowing that I’ll never hold you on this earth plane – that’s what’s killing me. I truly believe that there’s no stronger mother than the one who’s had to give her baby back to the universe.

Second Letter To Braxdyn

My heart breaks as I type the word ‘miscarriage’ I should be designing your nursery and shopping for toys and clothes – but instead I’m left alone in my head, plagued by grief. I keep hearing “it just takes time”, but how will time ever take away the pain of never experiencing life with you.

 

BRAXDYN

My darling son,

I don’t just grieve your loss, I grieve never having the chance to hear you speak, teach you to walk, show you the world and watch you grow. Everyday reveals something new I, as a mother will be missing out on. Knowing that I’ll never get to hear you shout “Mumma”.

 

In an instant my life was changed forever, (18.09.17) “No heartbeat” the words that will haunt me forever. I lay on the sonographers table with Mum and Cameron (my partner/your step daddy) by my side, the tears tumbled down my face, my body went limp as a tortured soul destroying scream escaped me- a sound that’ll  scar me forever. My world was collapsing around me as Mum and Cameron pulled me into a tight embrace. I looked up at the screen, you were no longer moving, you passed away while sucking your thumb, that was the day you became an angel. With you went so much of me. You’ll always be my favourite “what if?” and I’ll forever wonder who you would’ve been.

 

On 20.09.17, my 20th birthday, I gave birth to you, my sleeping angel. That was the day I gave birth to death when all I wanted was life. I love you and miss you so much son, I miss you more than anyone will ever know. If I could hold you one last time I would and then I’d never let you go again. Grief is a hole that you walk around during the day but at night you fall in. You were my hardest “goodbye” but because of you I believe in angels. Brax, I’m so sorry that I couldn’t save your life. Honestly, that’s the worst feeling in the universe, knowing that I did the best I could and it still wasn’t good enough. Someone said to me the other day,  “there’s no greater pain than to bear a child” but I could only reply with “there’s no greater pain than to bury one”

You were sent to be my saving grace and only when you were gone did I truly realise this and now I truly believe you were sent to save me from myself. Losing you is the hardest story that I’ve ever told – no hope, smiles or happy endings just haunted by demons. While my friends babies are learning how to walk, I know you’re learning to fly. I wanted to hold you in my arms and tell you about the universe , Son does the universe hold you tight and tell you about me? I don’t know what pain was worse – the shock of losing you, the brutality of giving birth to death or the heart wrenching agony of what will never be. I sit and cry for the ‘tomorrows’ that will never dawn. The universe holds you now instead of me. Giving you back was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I’ve realised it will be the longest walk ‘home’ when my time comes, for it is the time when you, my beloved baby ‘ran’ before me and for years I’ve been forced to walk alone with out you.

Following your return from the hospital I kept you close to me everynight, dreaming of the future we were meant to have, but those whimsical dreams are tainted by memories and flashbacks from your traumatic birth. Today my forest is dark, the trees are wilting and the butterflies have broken wings. I’ve come to realise that  all my life I’ve saved everyone else when they needed it, but through all of this – who will save me? I know I’m not dead but I feel like I’m no longer alive either  – like a ghost with a heartbeat. When I was a child I would never have imagined my life turning out like this – 20 years old, depressed, isolated, single and ultimately a “bereaved mother”

 

I met someone today son, he’s so amazing, like minded, crazy, intriguing – I want to get to know him more. I’m so taken by him- we’re so similar – he’s like the male version of me! Did you send him for me? However all I can think when I stare into his eyes is – Would he kiss my lips, knowing razors kissed my wrists?? I can’t help but cry when I envision the life we should have been living, I cry when I think about how amazing he is – compared to every guy I’ve dated. Where has he been all my life? As I look at him I see so much of myself – an amazing person who has been hurt, broken and troubled and someone who also changed his life for the better! Because of you son, I realised who I truly am and then I began to turn my life around, because of you I am now 1 year in remission from cutting and leaving my self destructive ways behind.

 

Love today, tomorrow and then forever

Mummy xx

 

A piece of me died with you baby and as much as it hurts, I love walking down memory lane so I can run into you again, your song on this earth plane ended too soon but in the hearts of those who loved you, your melody will forever linger on

Holding your baby in your arms for the first, last and only time!

Fly high Baby Boy!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

First Letter To Braxdyn – Care of Heaven

 Photo was taken 11 days before you died 😦

I was going to have a baby but I had an angel instead. I’m living every parents worst nightmare there is no pain like a broken heart of a grieving mother.

 

My darling Angel 👼

Braxdyn Nicholas
Passed away: 18:09:17

Date of birth: 20:09:17

Due date: 18:04.18
Missing you comes in waves and tonight I’m drowning.  I remember the first time I saw you so tiny and full of life,  and from that moment on my world changed for ever. But then I remember the first day without you and I have never been the same for I remember everything. On 18:09:17 when I heard the words “i’m so sorry but there is no heartbeat” The trapdoor opened and I fell. I don’t think anyone’s ever wanted anything the way I wanted you.

Brax, I never got to hear you cry I never got to feel you kick I never got to hold you close but I’ll never forget the moment your heart stop and mine was forced to keep beating. But darling if I could wish for one thing it would be to hear you call my name “Mumma!” Even if it was just one time. You are my favourite “what if?” Just because I let you go doesn’t mean I wanted to your wings are ready even though my heart was not.

I had so many dreams about you and me and our future together it was just going to be us against the world. I’m so sorry I couldn’t have saved you but no one truly knows how much I cried that day because I already miss the future I was supposed to have with you. I’m held captive by those memories and I’m at the mercy of that moment I knew you were gone you didn’t stay for long but in those precious few weeks you changed me for the better, forever!

But one day everything changed and my whole world was turned upside down my heart was broken into 1 million pieces my time with you was cut short I had so much left to teach you, to show you, to say to you. 1000 moments I took for granted because I assumed there would be 1000 more. Then I get this feeling in my heart slowly breaks because my memory loves you and enquires about you all the time. The day you died all the colours left my world – with you went so much of me and I’m haunted by a lifetime of wonder!

As I lay in my hospital bed tonight staring out at the moon beyond the stars I’m dreaming about you and what it would be like if you were here with me now. I will never understand what had to be you and not me! I’m broken it just hits me out of nowhere time seems to freeze like it’s been brought to a standstill and all of a sudden sadness encircles me. I feel helpless and numb to the world! I feel like I died with you but They just forgot to bury me! I would’ve sacrificed everything I’d have given my life to save yours!

When I pass through the veil the first thing I’m going to do is find you The second thing I’ll do is never let you go again! The veil may separate us today son , but nothing will ever change the fact you made me a mum! 💜

Love today, tomorrow and then forever…

🐛🦋Mummy 🦋🐛

The loss of a child is not just an event it’s an indescribable journey of courage and survival. The death of my son did not define me but it certainly changed me forever 💚
I’m the proud mummy of an angel 👼

First Letter To My Unborn Baby

 

The moment I learned I was pregnant, was when it dawned on me that I was responsible for another life. That became the moment I gave up on my lifetime of bad decisions and terrible habits and I chose to spend the rest of my life putting someone else before myself!

 

 

To My Little Angel…

[08/08/2017 04.45 Hours]

It was a misty Tuesday morning in August and I lay in that hospital bed in the local Emergency Room – feeling like death, I had been admitted for suspected complications as a result of recurring tonsilitis that had plagued me all year. As i drifted in and out of a tormented sleep the doctor came in with an emotionless expression on her face and my patient file in her hand. I had only had blood drawn half an hour ago and results dont usually come back for at least 1-2 hours, My heart sank, “This cant be good” I thought as she closed the cubicle curtain, pulled the side rails on the bed up and sat down beside me. “Emily..” She began – my heart hammered – like it would rip my chest apart at any second. After all the injuries and illnesses I have overcome in my life was this finally the end?? Would I even be leaving the hospital today, and in one piece?

That doctor was about to drop the bombshell no one (not even myself) saw coming, the bombshell that would change my (and my whole family’s) life forever.

 

“… Did you know you’re pregnant?” – I sat in that hospital bed and for the first time in my life in total silence. So many things raced through my mind and so many questions I wanted to ask but the words wouldn’t come out. She continued to talk but my mind was in another universe altogether as I came to the conclusion that you’re life is more important than mine – and I’d go above and beyond to protect you. You are a part of me now and it’s us against the world. I was discharged sometime around  0730 hours – instead of  “infected tonsils/recurring tonsilitis” I was discharged with the diagnosis of “early teen pregnancy – high risk – maternal complex med. history”. I later learned I was 3 weeks 6 days pregnant. Crying from all the mixed emotions fear, excitement, shock and nerves hit me like a ton of bricks as I wandered out of the hospital and along the roadside in the misty rain.

In tears I shakily dialled my Mums number as I walked to the Botanical Gardens in the rain. she was shocked but very excited as were my two older sisters and my Dad. In the last few hours my world was turned upside down but this time for the better. You’re daddy is an abusive, violent, class A drug addict with rape, burglary and assault charges so he wont be involved in your life, however I met him 5 years ago, we became best friends and have been ever since he saved my life out at the military camp all those years ago he was 13 and i was almost 16. We aren’t together now but I have you – the memory of the young rebellious bad boy who saved my life (I had the bad ass rebel reputation too). I’ll be a single mum and I know that it wont be easy, but it doesn’t change my opinions or feelings towards you my little angel.Im now 9 weeks and 3 days pregnant and I love watching you grow at each ultrasound appointment and you’re just perfect. 2 weeks ago I saw your little heart beating and I fell in love all over again. Not everyday of this pregnancy is/will be easy but everyday brings me closer to holding you. I’ve been waiting for the last 7 years since I met you in spirit and everytime I saw you during those scans I’ve only fallen more and more in love with you! Because of you I’m staying clean from self harm forever – 11 months clean now and you’re my inspiration keep it that way forever!

Your Nana and Poppa are so excited and cant wait for your arrival neither can your uncles 8,10 and (18 step brother) (and your uncle Nick aged 25 who is estranged but I told him when I met him on the street and he was happy for me and is somewhat excited) and your aunties aged 29 (my half sister) and 23 (Step sister). But most of all I am counting down the days 214 days to go. I am dying to meet you, my miracle baby, sent from the cosmic cradle to be my saving grace. From the day I found out about you I just fall in love everyday. The butterflies your daddy used to give me have long gone but they turned into your little hands and feet. I never understood the meaning or purpose in my life until you came into mine, saved me and showed me how to live and love myself again – the two greatest gifts. As the sonographer tried to measure you, I lay there talking to you – you kept moving though and she couldn’t get exact measurements but she said you like listening to me talking to you! All this time I wondered – Can you understand me? Can you hear me my little angel?

 I left your father 6 days before I found out about you and even though I’ll be on my own raising you it’s best for everyone, just you and me it’s made me realise that it takes one special mumma to be a daddy too! You were certainly a surprise though you were never a mistake – your daddy was! You will be brought into this world as a result of an alluring mistake – when you’re mummy was just a young girl and you’re daddy couldn’t stay.

It’s just you and me against the world now kiddo!

Love Today, Tomorrow and then Forever

 

Mummy xox

 

Being a young mum means we met a little early, but it also means I get to love you a little longer. Some people said my life ended when I found out about you, But my life had only just begun – you didn’t take away from my future – you gave me a new one – and a reason to fight.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ninth Letter To My Childhood Self

I’m sensitive to the point where if you look at me strangely or don’t look at me at all, tell me to stop talking or don’t talk to me at all, ignore my text or ignore my call, whether what you did was an accident or you don’t realize you did anything at all it will change my mood for the whole day and my mind will be corrupted for the whole night! 😦

 

Dear Little E,

You were strong but not in the way people thought. You loved more than you’d ever get back and you knew it, yet you loved them anyway. Well ten and a half months clean from self harm and that’s such an achievement in itself. You got into a 3 week relationship with a mate of almost 5 years that you met back in the army cadets, despite his dodgy past and his life of crime and drug abuse (assault, burglary and crack) you once again believed you could be the one to save him but his violence and lack of emotion became too much to bear and you stood up to him and walked away from the relationship for good. I’m so proud of you for that and now you have another reason to stay clean, continue to change your life for the better and recreate your world. On August 8 2017 came the bombshell nobody, not even yourself saw coming,  in the Emergency Department of the local hospital, a routine blood test revealled that i was 3 weeks and 6 days pregnant! I know I’m no where near perfect but I am turning my life around for this child. Despite my own past and history of self destructive behaviours and impulsive decisions this child (as many clairvoyants has told you in the past two years) has become my saving grace!

I never planned for my life to turn out like this to be a pregnant at 19 and a single mother by 20 but now i have to grow up fast and actually sort out the mess I’ve made of my life before my child is born. Yes I sat there in that hospital bed speechless and my legs gave out as i stood up but I had the courage to stand up and made a promise to myself, to give up my life of bad decisions and I walked out of  the hospital that day and all the way to the botanic gardens and just cried. A million thoughts racing through my mind all at once and I’ll never forget it! It was a cloudy misty rainy day and I stared into the water,

 

What if the child has the same rare disease as myself? Could I really cope as a single mother at 20 years old with a medically challenged child?

What if one day when the child asks me who its daddy is or why he’s not in picture? Could i really face telling a child that it’s father is a violent drug addict and to protect it I left and never told him?

What if I fail my child? Relapses are inevitable with my mental health could I seriously be a good parent and look after a child by myself?

 

Then I realised something, as the butterfly – the symbol of my best mate landed beside me, so what if the child is medically challenged – I’d love it regardless! Being a single mother to a child with complex medical needs isnt easy but spirit only gives special kids to strong people!! So what if I have to tell a child the painful truth why it doesnt have a father – at the end of the day it’s safer without growing up around drugs, a life of crime and a violent thug! Every single parent or any parent at some point has a breakdown or thinks at some stage they cant cope but as long as the child knows you are actually trying.

Oh well it’s time for me to go now but you go girl! So proud of you 
All my love 

Emmy Jay 

Eighth Letter To My Childhood Self 🖤

Whenever you feel like giving up, think about all the people who would love to see you fall. Even the devil doesn’t know what to do with a woman like you, the woman who just refused to  give up!

 

Dear Little E,

What a month, so many things are going on – and to make it to the ninth month clean from cutting! You’ll never understand how much anger and self hatred you had to take a blade to your own skin and tear it apart! You wanted someone to notice, but as soon as they did notice – you wished they never had. Since then, every time you wanted to cut, you remember the promise you made to them. You acted like it was nothing – but truly ? It was slowly destroying you. 

4am knows all of your secrets darling, but with broken wings you’ll learn to fly again! I see this girl in the mirror, I wonder who she is, sometimes I think I know her, sometimes I wish I did, There’s a heart wrenching story in her eyes, lullabies and goodbye, as she vacantly stares back at me, I can tell she’s hurting inside. Don’t ask me for my honesty Little E, cos it’ll have you in tears. You’ll survive though kiddo, because ya know I always did. It’s something you could never understand and I can’t explain.

I say I don’t want to tell you about it, I actually do – but I’m afraid of your reaction – that you’ll never see me as an equal again. I’m afraid of the pity in your eyes as you realize how screwed up I am. I don’t want to be this way I’m so lonely and lost because all I ever wanted was to be loved, what’s wrong with me? I just want to connect, why can’t i connect with people?

They all  promised you they’d never leave you, but where are they all now? He learned your secrets, the torture you once endured and the stories behind your cuts, scars, burns and flaws and then…. he walked away, just like all the others before him! 

Your Father always told you “Be with the man who enjoys your madness, not the idiot who’ll force you to be normal”. I met a guy about a month ago and he became a good mate to you . I’ve spent every Sunday evening with him, watching movies, cuddling and talking about everything from life’s triumphs to life’s pitfalls and everything in between. He showed you the meaning of life and taught you how to love yourself and live again, and the most heartbreaking part of this story? – he has absolutely no idea that he gave you that reason to fight – he saved your life. Last Sunday we were sat on his couch  and he traced the scars on my arms and thighs, and looked at me with those piercing eyes as he pulled me close to him “You’re so beautiful” I was taken by surprise – most guys see my hideous scars and walk away and he called me beautiful. “If ever you feel that way would you tell me?” I hung my head , a million thoughts raced through my mind. Tears filled my eyes as the eyeliner smeared down my face “what’s wrong?” he questioned “Because, I’d rather hurt myself, than anyone else”

It was then that I realized that he has seen me for the woman that I am, not my illness or imperfections.  I’ve always had a thing for the wildflowers, the bad boys I never believed anyone could truly love me. But It was then  that I realized he actually sees me for who I am and vice versa. I’ve come to the realization recently that anyone can make you smile or cry but it takes someone incredibly special to make you smile when you already have tears in your eyes. This is what he has done for you, .It’s been a rough month but you’ve pulled through, people shouldn’t love you for your perfection, they should love you for the fact that you’re not.

I can’t wait to see what the month ahead is going to bring for you! Mental illness may have stole my life, friends, education, motivation, sanity but worst of all it stole me, but not this time I entered the most brutal battle of my own mind and took back the control. Even though the darkened abyss of mental illness stole what should’ve been the best years of your life  you came to realize that you want your own heart breaking story to be an inspiration to others, you want someone to look at you and say “Because of you, I never gave up”. Someone once told me that the people who’ve had horrific pasts ending up creating the best futures.

 

All in all Little E, this months advice for you: I’ve come to understand that while I’m in the company of those who don’t understand me that I was not put here on this earth to fit in to this chaotic world, I’m here to create my own. I’m searching for the one who’ll join me in my crazy, chaotic world and live with my insanity. I am embarking on the most intense journey in this realm and I don’t want to wonder alone, I wonder who   your soul mate is? I always believed everyone in your life has a reason to be there, whether to be a lesson, a friend or part of your soul family.

Stay strong kiddo. The worlds a scary place but it’s you’re oyster now and all the opportunities that’ll come to you- you have so many people that love and want to support you.

All my love

Emmy 🦋

 

Nothing that’s worthwhile is ever easy, remember that. I don’t fight because I hate the situation in front of me, I fight because I love those who are behind me. No one loves the warrior until the enemy is at the gate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Seventh Letter To My Childhood Self

I’m so good at the beginnings, but in the end I always seem to destroy everything, including myself.

Perceived as the cancer of mental illness, BPD has been a huge burden on those I love, I don’t mind my illness killing me now, but it’s killing my family too! That’s what hurts

Dear Little E,

Oh what a month little one. I only wish I could’ve protected you from yet another heartbreak! Sophie left you almost  2 weeks ago now, cutting you off, no warning and no reason. You blame yourself and spent days in a cold, dark, lonely place – hell, self induced suffering – but you didn’t cut yourself! Such an achievement that despite the trauma you’re 8 months clean now. But now we are back to the way it started – strangers and that breaks my heart but at the same time I’m so proud of you for that. But it’s just so freaking hard to forget the one who gave you so much to remember, the one who saved you’re life.

You joined the dating scene yet again but you worry that your illness will drive everyone away all you can think is “Stay away from me its safer for both of us that way” and realizing that you’re so scared to get close to someone, to love again because you’re scared to get hurt again and you’re scared that just like all the ones before him that he’ll learn about you and just like all the others – he’ll walk away too! People tell me to be strong but they just don’t understand – I’ve already lost that battle. They don’t understand what it’s like to be tortured by their own mind.

Little E, you will meet your Prince Charming one day, he’ll come in and save you, show you the meaning of life again.  I know you’ll never believe it but you’re a champion ‘- you truly are. Every champion was once the contender who refused to give up. Whenever you feel like giving up little one think about all the people who would love to see you fall. I  look inside your soul and see how bad you want this. you want someone to love and you want be loved. You’re only broken because you believed you were the one that could save Sophie, but if someone truly loved you they would do anything and be anything you need.

For those who have fought for it, life has a flavour the protected will never know, Little one, you’re Daddy was a soldier and you’ve always been Daddy’s little girl, the reason he did what he did – for you. You thought what you and Sophie had was love, but you were her puppet and she pulled the strings. You’re the one who loves more that’s what causes all these problems. You wish you could hurt her the way she hurt you but You know that even if given the chance you couldn’t do it. That’s what happens you let people in and they ultimately destroy you in the end.

Everyone thinks they know you, but you’re the deadliest mystery they’ll ever know.

Emmy  xx

Everyone has a story that will break your heart

At 3am she lays on the floor, listening to her favourite band. Thinking of all the mistakes she’s made, she remembers all those who claimed they loved her and would never leave her, they all did and she blames herself for them leaving. She breaks down, tears tumbling down her face, she’s not as strong as she once was.

Sixth Letter To My Childhood Self

Little E

Your life has always been an uphill battle and you’ve defied the odds at every turn. Despite the trauma, the heartbreak and various tortures you’ve been through you have made it to the 7th month clean from cutting, you attended your first college course,got a merit in your practice assignment and handed in another, you volunteer 16 -18 hours per week in the preschool and you started the first phase of an 18 month long intensive outpatient treatment for BPD.

Your work place has turned to shit, you spend much of your work day in a dissociative state, stressed when you get home, worried for your work future and feeling like you’ve lost your power. But then, all of a sudden you discovered your own strength, your inner warrior and you snatched your power back and the game began to change.

You knew that life wasn’t going to be easy but you never knew it’d be this hard little E I wish I could’ve shielded you, told you how to fight through it but I just don’t know what to do to help you. I’m so proud of your accomplishments this year . Never give up fighting 

Your eyes told a thousand lies and everybody believed them. When people looked into your eyes you wanted someone to realise it was all a game – but they were all so stupid.
I look forward to the coming months and seeing what becomes of you. You are so strong and so much more than your scars and they can’t take that away.

Love ❤️ 

Emmy x

Fifth Letter To My Childhood Self <3

Dear Little E

Well what a month! So many positive things happening and in the last 6 weeks your world has been turned around for the better!

Well for starters you competed in your first dancing competition and made pre quarter finals in two of your three heats! You trained so hard and had a blast, all the hard work you did finally paid off! 🙂 April the 6th the marked the anniversary of you being six months free from cutting – that’s half a year Little E woohoo! Your new found confidence has set you up for so much now you found your passion and have now started your degree – a Bachelor of Teaching in Early Childhood Education. As an aspiring teacher you began work in a Preschool working with 2-5 year olds and the kids adore you. Better yet, Little E while you are teaching these little people they are teaching you so much about yourself and helping you heal from your emotional traumas. You are teaching and learning and you finally found your calling. The bonds you have formed with some of the children is amazing you are touching the hearts and lives and leaving a lasting impression on them! ❤

But the biggest shock of your life happened on the 22nd of march 2017 you were re united with your older brother whom you havent seen in 12 years! Whilst in hospital with a sprained ankle you saw him, numb with shock and your girlfriend at your side you burst into tears! He spoke to you and you smiled as you realised your life was complete now. I hope he remains part of your life forever. I will write a separate blog about us so watch this space 🙂

The pieces of your lifes puzzle are finally falling into place and I’m so proud of you for finding and pursuing your passion as an Early childhood teacher. You got lost in your mind and strayed from your calling but life hurts more than death and nothings easy but this month your life took a turn for the better and Im super proud of you. The universe is opening up to you now. Little E you are one of the strongest people I know you were the one who would always build others up only because you know what its like to be torn down. I look forward to seeing what becomes of you now. You have a chemical imbalance in your brain you did not ask for this life, yet people stigmatize you but please promise me one thing – keep fighting – never be a prisoner of your past, it was a lesson not a life sentence! So to all the haters I have one thing to say – “Judge me and I’ll prove you all wrong”

You are destined for greatness and the universe is your oyster

Emmy xx