Check out www.twloha.com . For some reason the story on there has been getting me through.

"To Write Love on Her Arms is a work in progress. This began with one broken girl, one painful night; addiction, depression, cutting. This is a glimpse at the five days that followed, a decision to love and to begin telling her true story. To Write Love on Her Arms is becoming something bigger, something hopeful. It's the realization of what life can be when we commit to meeting a need. A friend of mine told me there's no such thing as suicide prevention. This is an attempt to prove him wrong, to say that love can change a life. We can hold back the darkness. Rescue is possible. "Believe your voice can mean something.""



"The stars are always there but we miss them in the dirt and clouds.
We miss them in the storms.
Tell them to remember hope.
We have hope." - Renee, twloha


Much Love

Nineteen

Yet another birthday passed on Sunday. A whole four years almost of this blog, in its various forms...
The only way I can rationalise it is if I've got through nineteen years already...then the rest has to be easier...right?

Love to you all