Sometimes I feel I’ve been left behind in this world whilst another more interesting world is waiting.

Francesco’s parents amaze me, they show me that human resilience is innate.

I had a dream the other night.

I’m remembering the time Francesco proposed.

I’ve been thinking about the times I made mistakes in my relationship.

I am thinking of the day Francesco died.

Had a lovely conversation with my Irish friends the other night.

This was so him. Always playing with me, even in the professional photoshoots.

Every day is different for me as I navigate this loss but one thing is constant….

I’ve been keeping a record of how Francesco is touching my life.

Only Love Is Real. How often our love can seem obscured….

Lovely conversation with a client who just had a baby. We got exploring about feeling states.

We had a good birthday, thanks for all your well wishes friends. I felt Francesco with me all day.

I am comforted by this deeper connection to spirit & Francesco’s non-physical form.

Going through grief without fear is how I’d describe this experience.

I’m remembering the time Francesco agreed to consider moving to Tuscany for me.

I’ve noticed that in the evenings and sometimes the mornings I drop.

I’ve come to see the truth about feeling.

I had a lovely healing meditation with my yoga teacher, Sada Sat Kaur, this morning.

My heart is not breaking friends. My heart is opening.