Hope #1

Seeing my daughters laugh, together, with me. Bonded by our united trauma with an unbreakable tie that has strengthened our relationships even when tested to the max.

Our first holiday post ‘disclosures’, on a greek beach, walking into a beach bar where they swam into the VIP area and got asked to move…Coco marvelling at the gold bikinis of the ‘dancers’ whilst I wondered what Social Services would say, but not caring in the slightest.

I was fortunate to be able to afford to get to Greece, I aptly sold my wedding rings to pay for the flights, but the girls and I years on remember those moments of possibility and freedom.