A year ago today, I had to let you go, my darling Leo. Maybe I hung on to you a bit longer than I should. But in the end I know I did what was right for you, not me. Your pain and suffering gradually changed your behaviour and poor Hank was on the receiving end of your outbursts which were signs to me you were deteriorating. But a lot of the time you suffered in silence – asking for nothing but cuddles. You were never going to overcome your chronic lymphocytic leukaemia but you lived 3yrs longer than your prognosis. Oh my darling boy. I miss our cuddles; I miss you tilting your head from side to side when I spoke to you as if you knew exactly what I was thinking. I miss how – like clockwork – you would appear in the kitchen at 5pm on the dot when it was time for food. I even miss your Short Man Syndrome strops. You were a lot of personality packed into such a solid little Bulldog. It took a while to be able to look at pics of you but today I’m so grateful for the years we had together. Smackerjacks Lover Man. My boy Leo ❤️
A year ago today, I had to let you go, my darling Leo. Maybe I hung on to you a bit longer than I should. But in the end I know I did what was right for you, not me. Your pain and suffering gradually changed your behaviour and poor Hank was on the receiving end of your outbursts which were signs to me you were deteriorating. But a lot of the time you suffered in silence – asking for nothing but cuddles. You were never going to overcome your chronic lymphocytic leukaemia but you lived 3yrs longer than your prognosis. Oh my darling boy. I miss our cuddles; I miss you tilting your head from side to side when I spoke to you as if you knew exactly what I was thinking. I miss how – like clockwork – you would appear in the kitchen at 5pm on the dot when it was time for food. I even miss your Short Man Syndrome strops. You were a lot of personality packed into such a solid little Bulldog. It took a while to be able to look at pics of you but today I’m so grateful for the years we had together. Smackerjacks Lover Man. My boy Leo ❤️
A year ago today, I had to let you go, my darling Leo. Maybe I hung on to you a bit longer than I should. But in the end I know I did what was right for you, not me. Your pain and suffering gradually changed your behaviour and poor Hank was on the receiving end of your outbursts which were signs to me you were deteriorating. But a lot of the time you suffered in silence – asking for nothing but cuddles. You were never going to overcome your chronic lymphocytic leukaemia but you lived 3yrs longer than your prognosis. Oh my darling boy. I miss our cuddles; I miss you tilting your head from side to side when I spoke to you as if you knew exactly what I was thinking. I miss how – like clockwork – you would appear in the kitchen at 5pm on the dot when it was time for food. I even miss your Short Man Syndrome strops. You were a lot of personality packed into such a solid little Bulldog. It took a while to be able to look at pics of you but today I’m so grateful for the years we had together. Smackerjacks Lover Man. My boy Leo ❤️
A year ago today, I had to let you go, my darling Leo. Maybe I hung on to you a bit longer than I should. But in the end I know I did what was right for you, not me. Your pain and suffering gradually changed your behaviour and poor Hank was on the receiving end of your outbursts which were signs to me you were deteriorating. But a lot of the time you suffered in silence – asking for nothing but cuddles. You were never going to overcome your chronic lymphocytic leukaemia but you lived 3yrs longer than your prognosis. Oh my darling boy. I miss our cuddles; I miss you tilting your head from side to side when I spoke to you as if you knew exactly what I was thinking. I miss how – like clockwork – you would appear in the kitchen at 5pm on the dot when it was time for food. I even miss your Short Man Syndrome strops. You were a lot of personality packed into such a solid little Bulldog. It took a while to be able to look at pics of you but today I’m so grateful for the years we had together. Smackerjacks Lover Man. My boy Leo ❤️
A year ago today, I had to let you go, my darling Leo. Maybe I hung on to you a bit longer than I should. But in the end I know I did what was right for you, not me. Your pain and suffering gradually changed your behaviour and poor Hank was on the receiving end of your outbursts which were signs to me you were deteriorating. But a lot of the time you suffered in silence – asking for nothing but cuddles. You were never going to overcome your chronic lymphocytic leukaemia but you lived 3yrs longer than your prognosis. Oh my darling boy. I miss our cuddles; I miss you tilting your head from side to side when I spoke to you as if you knew exactly what I was thinking. I miss how – like clockwork – you would appear in the kitchen at 5pm on the dot when it was time for food. I even miss your Short Man Syndrome strops. You were a lot of personality packed into such a solid little Bulldog. It took a while to be able to look at pics of you but today I’m so grateful for the years we had together. Smackerjacks Lover Man. My boy Leo ❤️
A year ago today, I had to let you go, my darling Leo. Maybe I hung on to you a bit longer than I should. But in the end I know I did what was right for you, not me. Your pain and suffering gradually changed your behaviour and poor Hank was on the receiving end of your outbursts which were signs to me you were deteriorating. But a lot of the time you suffered in silence – asking for nothing but cuddles. You were never going to overcome your chronic lymphocytic leukaemia but you lived 3yrs longer than your prognosis. Oh my darling boy. I miss our cuddles; I miss you tilting your head from side to side when I spoke to you as if you knew exactly what I was thinking. I miss how – like clockwork – you would appear in the kitchen at 5pm on the dot when it was time for food. I even miss your Short Man Syndrome strops. You were a lot of personality packed into such a solid little Bulldog. It took a while to be able to look at pics of you but today I’m so grateful for the years we had together. Smackerjacks Lover Man. My boy Leo ❤️
Today, 4th July, is MY Independence Day. A situation that has been hanging over me for many years has reached its Completion. It brought me to the brink. It brought me to the drink. It consumed me and nearly brought me down. I thought it would break me or that I would break myself instead. But, unbelievably, here I still am. This day was not chosen by me but by someone else. Somewhat apt when you consider the date. I have been freed from the shackles of overwhelming insecurities and freed from the bondage of someone else’s demands. A woman is like a tea bag. You don’t know how strong she is until she’s in hot water. I am eternally grateful for those who supported me throughout. Who were my scaffolding when I was in a heap. Today, I am free. It is also my Nameday in Sweden, so feel free to get yourselves a tattoo of my name somewhere inappropriate. I’m attaching some gratuitous pics of me as a special treat. (Apologies for sounding cryptic and all that. But I can’t say more). #freedom
Today, 4th July, is MY Independence Day. A situation that has been hanging over me for many years has reached its Completion. It brought me to the brink. It brought me to the drink. It consumed me and nearly brought me down. I thought it would break me or that I would break myself instead. But, unbelievably, here I still am. This day was not chosen by me but by someone else. Somewhat apt when you consider the date. I have been freed from the shackles of overwhelming insecurities and freed from the bondage of someone else’s demands. A woman is like a tea bag. You don’t know how strong she is until she’s in hot water. I am eternally grateful for those who supported me throughout. Who were my scaffolding when I was in a heap. Today, I am free. It is also my Nameday in Sweden, so feel free to get yourselves a tattoo of my name somewhere inappropriate. I’m attaching some gratuitous pics of me as a special treat. (Apologies for sounding cryptic and all that. But I can’t say more). #freedom
Today, 4th July, is MY Independence Day. A situation that has been hanging over me for many years has reached its Completion. It brought me to the brink. It brought me to the drink. It consumed me and nearly brought me down. I thought it would break me or that I would break myself instead. But, unbelievably, here I still am. This day was not chosen by me but by someone else. Somewhat apt when you consider the date. I have been freed from the shackles of overwhelming insecurities and freed from the bondage of someone else’s demands. A woman is like a tea bag. You don’t know how strong she is until she’s in hot water. I am eternally grateful for those who supported me throughout. Who were my scaffolding when I was in a heap. Today, I am free. It is also my Nameday in Sweden, so feel free to get yourselves a tattoo of my name somewhere inappropriate. I’m attaching some gratuitous pics of me as a special treat. (Apologies for sounding cryptic and all that. But I can’t say more). #freedom
Today, 4th July, is MY Independence Day. A situation that has been hanging over me for many years has reached its Completion. It brought me to the brink. It brought me to the drink. It consumed me and nearly brought me down. I thought it would break me or that I would break myself instead. But, unbelievably, here I still am. This day was not chosen by me but by someone else. Somewhat apt when you consider the date. I have been freed from the shackles of overwhelming insecurities and freed from the bondage of someone else’s demands. A woman is like a tea bag. You don’t know how strong she is until she’s in hot water. I am eternally grateful for those who supported me throughout. Who were my scaffolding when I was in a heap. Today, I am free. It is also my Nameday in Sweden, so feel free to get yourselves a tattoo of my name somewhere inappropriate. I’m attaching some gratuitous pics of me as a special treat. (Apologies for sounding cryptic and all that. But I can’t say more). #freedom
Today, 4th July, is MY Independence Day. A situation that has been hanging over me for many years has reached its Completion. It brought me to the brink. It brought me to the drink. It consumed me and nearly brought me down. I thought it would break me or that I would break myself instead. But, unbelievably, here I still am. This day was not chosen by me but by someone else. Somewhat apt when you consider the date. I have been freed from the shackles of overwhelming insecurities and freed from the bondage of someone else’s demands. A woman is like a tea bag. You don’t know how strong she is until she’s in hot water. I am eternally grateful for those who supported me throughout. Who were my scaffolding when I was in a heap. Today, I am free. It is also my Nameday in Sweden, so feel free to get yourselves a tattoo of my name somewhere inappropriate. I’m attaching some gratuitous pics of me as a special treat. (Apologies for sounding cryptic and all that. But I can’t say more). #freedom
Today, 4th July, is MY Independence Day. A situation that has been hanging over me for many years has reached its Completion. It brought me to the brink. It brought me to the drink. It consumed me and nearly brought me down. I thought it would break me or that I would break myself instead. But, unbelievably, here I still am. This day was not chosen by me but by someone else. Somewhat apt when you consider the date. I have been freed from the shackles of overwhelming insecurities and freed from the bondage of someone else’s demands. A woman is like a tea bag. You don’t know how strong she is until she’s in hot water. I am eternally grateful for those who supported me throughout. Who were my scaffolding when I was in a heap. Today, I am free. It is also my Nameday in Sweden, so feel free to get yourselves a tattoo of my name somewhere inappropriate. I’m attaching some gratuitous pics of me as a special treat. (Apologies for sounding cryptic and all that. But I can’t say more). #freedom
Today, 4th July, is MY Independence Day. A situation that has been hanging over me for many years has reached its Completion. It brought me to the brink. It brought me to the drink. It consumed me and nearly brought me down. I thought it would break me or that I would break myself instead. But, unbelievably, here I still am. This day was not chosen by me but by someone else. Somewhat apt when you consider the date. I have been freed from the shackles of overwhelming insecurities and freed from the bondage of someone else’s demands. A woman is like a tea bag. You don’t know how strong she is until she’s in hot water. I am eternally grateful for those who supported me throughout. Who were my scaffolding when I was in a heap. Today, I am free. It is also my Nameday in Sweden, so feel free to get yourselves a tattoo of my name somewhere inappropriate. I’m attaching some gratuitous pics of me as a special treat. (Apologies for sounding cryptic and all that. But I can’t say more). #freedom
Today, 4th July, is MY Independence Day. A situation that has been hanging over me for many years has reached its Completion. It brought me to the brink. It brought me to the drink. It consumed me and nearly brought me down. I thought it would break me or that I would break myself instead. But, unbelievably, here I still am. This day was not chosen by me but by someone else. Somewhat apt when you consider the date. I have been freed from the shackles of overwhelming insecurities and freed from the bondage of someone else’s demands. A woman is like a tea bag. You don’t know how strong she is until she’s in hot water. I am eternally grateful for those who supported me throughout. Who were my scaffolding when I was in a heap. Today, I am free. It is also my Nameday in Sweden, so feel free to get yourselves a tattoo of my name somewhere inappropriate. I’m attaching some gratuitous pics of me as a special treat. (Apologies for sounding cryptic and all that. But I can’t say more). #freedom
Today, 4th July, is MY Independence Day. A situation that has been hanging over me for many years has reached its Completion. It brought me to the brink. It brought me to the drink. It consumed me and nearly brought me down. I thought it would break me or that I would break myself instead. But, unbelievably, here I still am. This day was not chosen by me but by someone else. Somewhat apt when you consider the date. I have been freed from the shackles of overwhelming insecurities and freed from the bondage of someone else’s demands. A woman is like a tea bag. You don’t know how strong she is until she’s in hot water. I am eternally grateful for those who supported me throughout. Who were my scaffolding when I was in a heap. Today, I am free. It is also my Nameday in Sweden, so feel free to get yourselves a tattoo of my name somewhere inappropriate. I’m attaching some gratuitous pics of me as a special treat. (Apologies for sounding cryptic and all that. But I can’t say more). #freedom
Today, 4th July, is MY Independence Day. A situation that has been hanging over me for many years has reached its Completion. It brought me to the brink. It brought me to the drink. It consumed me and nearly brought me down. I thought it would break me or that I would break myself instead. But, unbelievably, here I still am. This day was not chosen by me but by someone else. Somewhat apt when you consider the date. I have been freed from the shackles of overwhelming insecurities and freed from the bondage of someone else’s demands. A woman is like a tea bag. You don’t know how strong she is until she’s in hot water. I am eternally grateful for those who supported me throughout. Who were my scaffolding when I was in a heap. Today, I am free. It is also my Nameday in Sweden, so feel free to get yourselves a tattoo of my name somewhere inappropriate. I’m attaching some gratuitous pics of me as a special treat. (Apologies for sounding cryptic and all that. But I can’t say more). #freedom
Happy 17th Birthday to my bonus baby! The child I didn’t think I’d have because 3 seemed more than enough. But then 10lbs of you ‘popped’ out when I was 41 and now you tower above me at 6’2”. I love you so much and our relationship which has, at times, been like a walk through Jurassic Park. You’re becoming a fine young man. And a bit of a weirdo with your insistence on an ice cube in your tea in the mornings. Today is yours, Malcolm Charles Tripp. Love, mamma x
Happy 17th Birthday to my bonus baby! The child I didn’t think I’d have because 3 seemed more than enough. But then 10lbs of you ‘popped’ out when I was 41 and now you tower above me at 6’2”. I love you so much and our relationship which has, at times, been like a walk through Jurassic Park. You’re becoming a fine young man. And a bit of a weirdo with your insistence on an ice cube in your tea in the mornings. Today is yours, Malcolm Charles Tripp. Love, mamma x
Happy 17th Birthday to my bonus baby! The child I didn’t think I’d have because 3 seemed more than enough. But then 10lbs of you ‘popped’ out when I was 41 and now you tower above me at 6’2”. I love you so much and our relationship which has, at times, been like a walk through Jurassic Park. You’re becoming a fine young man. And a bit of a weirdo with your insistence on an ice cube in your tea in the mornings. Today is yours, Malcolm Charles Tripp. Love, mamma x
Happy 17th Birthday to my bonus baby! The child I didn’t think I’d have because 3 seemed more than enough. But then 10lbs of you ‘popped’ out when I was 41 and now you tower above me at 6’2”. I love you so much and our relationship which has, at times, been like a walk through Jurassic Park. You’re becoming a fine young man. And a bit of a weirdo with your insistence on an ice cube in your tea in the mornings. Today is yours, Malcolm Charles Tripp. Love, mamma x
Happy 17th Birthday to my bonus baby! The child I didn’t think I’d have because 3 seemed more than enough. But then 10lbs of you ‘popped’ out when I was 41 and now you tower above me at 6’2”. I love you so much and our relationship which has, at times, been like a walk through Jurassic Park. You’re becoming a fine young man. And a bit of a weirdo with your insistence on an ice cube in your tea in the mornings. Today is yours, Malcolm Charles Tripp. Love, mamma x
Happy 17th Birthday to my bonus baby! The child I didn’t think I’d have because 3 seemed more than enough. But then 10lbs of you ‘popped’ out when I was 41 and now you tower above me at 6’2”. I love you so much and our relationship which has, at times, been like a walk through Jurassic Park. You’re becoming a fine young man. And a bit of a weirdo with your insistence on an ice cube in your tea in the mornings. Today is yours, Malcolm Charles Tripp. Love, mamma x
Happy 17th Birthday to my bonus baby! The child I didn’t think I’d have because 3 seemed more than enough. But then 10lbs of you ‘popped’ out when I was 41 and now you tower above me at 6’2”. I love you so much and our relationship which has, at times, been like a walk through Jurassic Park. You’re becoming a fine young man. And a bit of a weirdo with your insistence on an ice cube in your tea in the mornings. Today is yours, Malcolm Charles Tripp. Love, mamma x
Happy 17th Birthday to my bonus baby! The child I didn’t think I’d have because 3 seemed more than enough. But then 10lbs of you ‘popped’ out when I was 41 and now you tower above me at 6’2”. I love you so much and our relationship which has, at times, been like a walk through Jurassic Park. You’re becoming a fine young man. And a bit of a weirdo with your insistence on an ice cube in your tea in the mornings. Today is yours, Malcolm Charles Tripp. Love, mamma x
