The storm and the calm
Storm Goretti hit on Thursday with a violence we were warned not to underestimate—100-mile-an-hour winds,…
The family we deserved – and the one we built anyway
Sometimes I find myself so hung up on Joel’s past with Lisa. Not because he…
2025: The year we claimed – together
We said it would be our year….We didn’t shout it. We didn’t make a show…
A Christmas full of love
Christmas Eve was honestly magical. We spent it as a proper combined family — me,…
Ink, laughter and a cough
Today was Joel’s birthday. He stayed with me last night like he usually does on…
The week I feel through the floorboards
I wish I could say things improved after last week’s wobble — that the air…
Salt in old wounds, light in new rooms
Gravethorn has been restless this week. The halls have felt heavier, the lamps dimmer, like…
A Week of Unravelling
It didn’t happen in one night. It was a slow bleed. A quiet erosion. A…
A Hard Rock Holiday
This summer has thrown me one of those rare, magical scheduling miracles. Matilda is away…
Ten trips around the sun with my star
Ten years of chaos, cuddles, and cosmic sparkle 💫 The world got a little brighter…