Brain Dump (warning: contains mushy emotional babble)

I just love my little monkey so much. She's just pure joy. Even when she's being a little shit and generally being a baby (babies can be well annoying. I know they can't help it but it's true)

After my sister Emma died I was so numb and couldn't ever see myself enjoying life like I used to. Which made me feel guilty because I know that Emma would want me to be happy and live my best life. However when wiggles came along she taught me (and my family) that you can experience the utmost happiness along side the sadness. She reminded us that life is good.

I still have my PND (and still on the waiting list for therapy *sigh*) but experiencing the world a new with my ray of sunshine is helping fix my broken heart.

I think IKEA sums it up pretty well (haha hear me out) with their slogan - the wonderful everyday. Dribble chops remind me that there is happiness and excitement in normal everyday stuff, which helps balance out missing Emma, feeling low and the PND.

For example, look at how excited she is about holding an egg tray. Or how amazed she is at the feel of velcro. She loves it and so do I.

So to finish I'll quote one of my favourite songs. I actually find it quite philosophical and meaningful. Not sure of Monty Python intended it to be interpreted that way mind 😂

Life's a piece of shit

When you look at it

Life's a laugh and death's a joke' it's true

You'll see it's all a show

Keep 'em laughing as you go

Just remember that the last laugh is on you

And always look on the bright side of life!

(if you didn't do the whistle either out loud or in your head than you, my friend, are a bit too normal and/or boring) (no offence)