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A little gift from my friend last week.
Smells luscious just outside my door.
My eldest son knew I was out yesterday for a bit so he popped over and left a gift and card on my kitchen counter.
I got home to find it. What should have been a lovely suprise made me burst into tears 😪😓😭
Mothers Day.
Without seeing my 2 Sons.
12 weeks in isolation when I'd actually forgot it was Mothering Sunday. Oh boy oh boy oh boy.
I feel silly. In light of the fight the world is in.
But I'm still crying today.
I feel so sad so down so utterly familyless. I only have my sons. My 2 precious boys.

So today I'm going to dedicate myself to remembering my own sweet Mum who passed away on 15th September 2014 by doing nothing but pampering myself indulging in baths with bath bombs face masks foot masks hand masks
You get the picture. I'm going to TLC myself and eat Cake lots of cake lol toffee cake I made the other day.
To all the mums out there love you. We all deserve a medal. I know I do.
I'm sorry it's not a positive post today.
love hugs kisses Tj ❤💖🦓🦄🤗🦋🦄💝
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