Growing up it was made clear to me that Santa Claus and Easter Bunny didn’t exist for me. There was no magic in my childhood and no belief in my abilities. To me this was normal, I knew nothing but a life of responsibilities and punishment. In my younger years I lived with my dad who had full custody of myself. He was often not around which caused me to become independent at a very young age. Every second weekend I would stay with my mum and siblings, I remember always dreading the weekend, it was never a pleasant time. When I was 12 years and 58 days old I lost my dad in a tragic accident. Three weeks later I moved in with my mum, this was the day that changed my life forever.
Home life then involved my mum, two sisters, brother and step-father. From this point on, a normal day for me involved a 5am wake-up and a 12am bedtime, if I was lucky. I spent my mornings completing outside chores, I’d either go to work or school during the day and of an evening I would complete usual household duties. To everyone it just seemed like I was a hard working individual with a desire to get things done and no time for a social life but behind close doors it was a completely different story.
You see my mum and step-dad come across as a gorgeous, funny caring couple to anyone who knows them. To grandparents, my siblings, friends, neighbours, extended family members, teachers and even my employer mum and my step-dad are the picture perfect parents who work hard to give their children the best life possible. And that’s true, in a way. They are hard-working and great parents to three of their four children.
Being the eldest and the only one who stayed living with my dad after the divorce caused me to become the ugly duckling of our blended family. It started out by me becoming the modern day Cinderella, it continued on to me becoming the ‘problem’ whenever something went wrong, then it moved on to me becoming the punching bag on bad days. From then on it was a slippery downhill slop.
[MY BABY IS 2 TOMORROW] Throwback to this very moment... Hand on my heart, my ever hopeful quest for life fulfilled was the day this little boy entered my life ❤️ Anyone who knows me well knows that 110% this boy has made me come #ALIVE . I swear I couldn't love Madden any more than I do today, but yet tomorrow and every day there after somehow my heart expands to love him more ✨
This little teacher of mine has taught me so much, it’s so true what they say, these little people don't care about what happened yesterday, they don't care what's even freken happening tomorrow, all they care about is TODAY, right now, this very moment! They exist in the here and now and what a beautiful thing that is, that is something that Madden teaches me everyday, to be grateful for each moment we are given and for that, above all, I’m thankful and forever debted because it has changed how I go about this life 🙏🏼 They say we are the one to teach and guide our children through this journey, but holy hell perhaps they are the ones teaching more of that to us ❤️ Ok I’m going to go have a little happy cry right now 😭 One more sleep baby boy 🎈🎁🎉 Happy 2nd Birthday eve! 🍰🎈❤️
@jess.k_xo_17 yesterday was so amazing listening to our baby's heart beat was so emotional had a tear in my eye to hear our little ones heart beating away I love my girl and my baby with all my heart and I can't wait to meet baby mummy and daddy are so excited baby xoxoxox 💖👶💜💙💚 #baby#excited#heartbeat#mygirl#gf#love#her#amazing#emotional#beautiful xxxx
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6 DAYS until Forever Right Now! ARCs have gone out to bloggers and I am giving away 50 ARCs to readers in my reader group, Emma's Entourage. (You may want to head on over and check it out. https://www.facebook.com/groups/906742879369651/) Until then... here is a teaser.
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This song was soooo emotional😢...Eh...broken ka Izzat?..Tak laa, cuma hati ni tersentuh dng maksud lagu ni...Boleh tuju kt Ex yg perasan kita ni still sygkan dia tp sebenarnya tak.😂😂😂😂Coz im way too good at goodbyes...dah..pi dok jauh jauh...😄🔫.... #SamSmith#TooGoodAtGoodbyes#Song#emotional#Heartless#Favourite
So the Me too movement got me thinking about some of my least favorite memories several of them involve me being the victim of sexual harassment and or catcalling. One of which was when I was on a date with my boyfriend after he had gotten up to go to the bathroom a group of guys who had been standing near us came up behind and started making "approving" noises/comments about my figure. I remember feeling scared, out numbered, defenseless. I remember keeping an eye on the restroom door waiting for it to open as well as keeping my attention on the men behind me. I'm not one who usually feels helpless in uncomfortable situations, but I did at that moment. I hated feeling pretty, dressing nice, not doing anything at that moment in time, and when my boyfriend got back I asked him not to leave me alone again. I was shaken and that's not okay. So because my mind has brought those experiences to the front of my mind again, I find myself writing about them... joy.