Happy Snow Day…
9th January 2026
Good morning my most beautiful and precious starshine,
How are you my lovely? How has your week been? I really do hope you’re keeping well and warm, and everything is okay {} xxx
With snow bringing most things to a standstill today, I imagine you must be wonderfully cosy at home. No more scraping and scrapping first thing. Brilliant!! My heart was with you on the frosty mornings {} I’m so happy you now have a beautifully long, relaxing and restful weekend.
You must be so relieved the week’s over. I imagine it was difficult getting to and back from work at the beginning of the week. I hoped you might’ve been able to work from home, but I imagine that was unlikely. I was so relieved for you when I saw the snow and ice melting on Tuesday evening, and that Storm Goretti arrived late last night. You would’ve been safely home {} xx
The snow reminded me of when you sent me a photo of your very long drive into work. I found it amongst my WhatsApp photos. It was on 9th March 2023. The trees on either side of you looked magnificent and ghostly.
Today’s the perfect day for building a snowman. I wish I could. It reminds me of another time when you were at home due to the snow. You sent me a skiing joke. I had a lot of fun making a miniature snowman in the garden. It was on 24th January 2021. I was well enough to do this then. I found him. Here’s Mr Frosty:
It’s 11:00. I imagine you’ll be saying hello to coffee any minute. They must be so happy to have you home as well. Thoroughly enjoy your heavenly moment for me too my lovely. As always, they’ll be overflowing with warm hugs and kisses from me as well {} xxx
It’s been a hell of week with the news hasn’t it?!! It really feels like we’re living in a parallel universe. I learnt that Trump was emotionally abused by his father. It doesn’t excuse any of his behaviour though, but it helps give some understanding to his megalomaniac, criminally dangerous, repulsive and abhorrent behaviour. I don’t believe anyone is born this way.
The problem is, with no one stopping him and calling out his outright lies, he now knows he’s invincible. They’re enabling him, in the same way my family enabled my dad’s behaviour. He too knew he could do anything without any real consequences. He wasn’t held accountable and made responsible for the harm he did, in exactly the same way. They’re all enabling Farage as well.
They both externalised their pain by making other people suffer, and take no responsibility for any of it. This makes me feel extremely angry. A therapist told their patient that the one’s who really need to come and see them, don’t. Instead, they see the people who are affected by them, their victims. This really hit home. No wonder I always felt like I was cleaning up my dad’s and his family’s shit.
As fucked up as I am, I’m so glad I internalised my pain. I haven’t left any carnage behind me as they have. I haven’t damaged anyone, only myself, but I’m fixing that now. I’m finally starting to break that fucking cycle of abuse and self-torment.
It’s been a hell of a week personally as well, but I sadly don’t have enough energy to write about it today. I want to, but I’m not well enough. I just need to let you know that I had a huge breakthrough in therapy. I’ve finally pierced that barrier and I touched some of the repressed anger. This is a huge moment. I’ll write as soon as I can.
I also started taking a supplement because I was so desperate. I have deteriorated since last year, and I’m struggling to come out of this crash. The supplement is definitely helping, and it could be as significant as oxygen, the iron infusions, fibroid surgery, Garmin and my ARC machine. It’s looking good so far. I just hope my body can tolerate it.
Our bodies aren’t functioning as they should on so many levels. COVID-19 has broken my body, but it hasn’t broken my spirit. It’s very likely I am beyond repair without actual treatment/s. Again, I’ll tell you about it soon. Little by little {} xx
It’s 11:33. You are always with me, even when I’m preoccupied with so many other things. Again, I’ve never experienced anything like this before. Over the last month, whenever I see a meme you might find funny, I save it. I know there’s a good chance I’ll never get to send them to you, but I can’t help myself.
It’s been a while since I’ve seen funny things on my feed. It’s been so depressing. I’m going to send you this one by Classic Horror Films @HorrorHammer1. I hope their post stays a while. I hope you find it funny as well my lovely xx I think Hitchcock would like it. That reminds me of my mum loving Hammer House of Horror, and me watching with her. Did you watch it?
Take the greatest care of yourself my precious sweetheart, and take it nice and gently. Enjoy snuggling up by your beautiful roaring fire, and enjoy a warmly chilled day, with lots of rest, relaxation and fun. Nourish your gorgeous heart with all the things you love for me too {} xxx
I love you so much, and I’m sending you tons and tons of love, with the biggest and tightest of magical healing bear hugs and kisses. Rest well and blissful my lovely {} xxxx
Here’s James Brown, Bobby Bland, B.B King with their brilliant Blues Medley. Despite being blue, I hope they warm your heart and soul with smiles as well {} xxx It’s 12:12.
It does look magical with the snow, and oh so quiet. Björk comes to mind xx
It’s 14:41. I’ve had Frank Sinatra’s I’ve Got You Under My Skin, playing in my head since I wrote to you earlier. It was after saying that you’re always with me. It’s just popped up in What Women Want. Magic!! It’s given me a lot of comfort. Mel Gibson can hear women’s thoughts, and my thoughts were heard as well {} xxx