For some women, they need a man.
For others, men need them.

She has fought many wars, most internal. The ones that you battle alone, for this, she is remarkable. She is a survivor.

Once a woman is comfortable in her own skin, living her own life and building a foundation by herself; it takes one heck of a man to make her want to sacrifice her independence.

Sometimes the only way forward is to let go and sometimes those things you are forced to let go of are people and places that have been of great significance. Life is painfully uncanny like that, some moments last a lifetime whilst others have an expiry date.

Mumma said there would be days like this,
Some we live happily; some a dieing wish
Only the brave face the unknown,
Fight for what you love and accept all the growth.
When others speak their worries, clear in their fears,
Remember who you are, you've worked on self for years.
So listen to your Mumma, she has wise words to say,
Live a life you'll be thankful of and I'll always be a phone call away.

You have to learn where your weaknesses end and your strengths starts or you will spend your life focusing on all that falls apart.