Staring at glossy magazines, lazily dreaming of floating around the countryside. The wind sighing with contentment, warm breazes and the sunshine enveloping my summer dress and slightly tanned skin. I can't think of a better thing to think about. Being able to hope, and to dream, is something i am grateful for. Things don't always go to plan, but i come from a family that will help you up if you fall down, and that gives me hope. It has literally given me the ability to be able to hope.
I sincerly hope that not one of you has ever had to go feel otherwise. It may still be deathly grey here, but there will be one day where we wake up and the sunshine is streaming in through the window, every single little thing goes to plan and we feel utter contentment becuase we know, for a fact, that we have helped someone, in some way. Have a good week. If its bad, its not going to be forever, and if its good remember to share the joy!!x