I have no idea why adults ever claim to be any diffferent from children. This, I realised whilst I was working (and stressing). The "worries" are subtly changed, but the reaction is the same.

A slight frown followed by a moment of struggle and panic.

When all we need are the comforting arms and voice of a loved one for a smile to emerge.  

Comfort may be over or undervalued in this world, but the love behind it can never be more or less than what it will always be.

I saw this photo and thought of you. I just feel that the interaction between this mother and child, although entirely different from our relationship, closely mirrors the way we are and have been for the last five years. A source of support and comfort; a glimmer of light in the shadows. An encouraging whisper, guiding my way.

Love, whatever the context, is always the way.

This year has been a marathon for both of us, and now I'm at the final hurdle, I'm unsure as to whether I have the energy to go that extra 100m. But I know I have to, and I will.

Thank you HYB, for your support so far.

(Please excuse any rubbishy mistakes, lapses in grammar and other stupid mistakes, I just needed to get my feelings down here before I forgot them and remembered only O&G again!!!).

See you tomorrow ^^