I knew you were gone but I waited for you. In a haze of disbelief and shock I waited for you to walk up to me. Minutes and hours ticked over with family and friends moving about around me. Deepened looks of sorrow and pity shadowing their faces. But then it was as though I … More The Day You Died
As much as I try to escape it, that day has been on replay in my mind for the past few weeks. The lead up to the one year mark of the day life changed. Terrified at the thought of what emotions this day will bring me. Angry that this day has a place in … More 357 Days of a Widows Grief
The most perfect thing I’ve ever seen are the souls of human beings. Under the flesh of strangers can pulse the most intricate and complicated masterpiece’s called lives’. All individual, all faultless works of art. I won’t look at the clothes you wear, the food you eat, the lifestyle you live, the people you surround … More You’re A Masterpiece
Despite being nick named “Straighty Kaiti” by the kind and compassionate people I sometimes associate with. I am a junkie, because … More I am a Junkie & Your Judgement Sucks
Hope is believing that there is always light ahead despite the darkness that surrounds you. Hope is having faith and trust in the unknown. Hope is the voice in your ear that whispers give it another shot, pick yourself up and keep going. If you live without hope you’re not really living at all. So … More To My Future Self,
Come back and mend my heart with your sweet kiss, make me forget that it was ever broken. … More Please Come Back,
He gave me more love than I could have imagined were possible, more strength and worth than I could have ever dreamed. A mutual respect and love so intense nothing will ever compare. A once in a lifetime infinite love. … More I MISS HIM
Being winter it was freezing but we rested in each other’s embrace sharing body warmth and looking up at the stars above. For hours we laughed and reminisced on our teenage years together, telling stories and confessing thoughts… … More A Walk Down Memory Lane
Extremely embarrassed by my behaviour and thoughts in the last few days, I was a little hesitant to write about them. But this is the point of my blog, to share and to help others understand the unspoken. … More Could It Be The Moon
Your touch, kiss and warmth, how cold my heart would be now not having felt you. … More Firsts and Lasts
Fierce Widow 