Dear Boy,
While you were sleeping I thought of my last post. I started thinking about all the good things we do have and best of all; I started thinking of the love we share.
I have decided to do more of the things I love. More of the things we all love.
I have decided to document a photo a day.
Of our life. Of our simple but full and beautiful life.
To capture more moments and stamp out the oppression I feel from the tight clinch of money.
In each photo I'll focus and I know I'll find the hope I am desperately trying to find.
I hope when you are older you'll remember that although life is hard, we can still choose to be happy. Through the mess of it all.
Because it's a beautiful, horrid mess. Which deserves to be lived and captured and loved and given.
To you I promise this. Until the day Dadda has overcome the obstacle of an apprenticeship- I will snap away and I will grow.
Just as you will too.
Even in darkness there can be a slither of light filled hope.
Love Mumma
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