I don't really know where to start. Or even if words can convey how I have been feeling these past few days.
On Friday my Oma passed away and my heart aches. We all miss her so much.
She was an incredible woman. A woman who stole the hearts of all those close to her..
This is my favourite picture of my Oma, Grandad, Tash and I. It sits proudly on my coffee table.
It makes me smile every time I look at it. Especially Tasha's face. What a rascal.
This is my favourite picture of my Dad and Oma.
Thinking of you Daddy.
Ben and I travelled back home on Saturday to spend some time with my family. Being surrounded by the people I love most is just what I needed.
Family time is what we all needed.
Claire popped round early Saturday morning before we left to bring me a few treats. This girl knows better than anyone how just a few small things and a big hug can make everything seem just a smidge brighter. Thank you Clairebear.
Ben barely let go of my hand the whole time I was at home, I am so lucky to have him as my best friend. I don't know what I would do without him. Thank you Ben.
Saturday night we stayed up and spoke about how much family means to us both, whilst admiring how beautiful my Oma's ring is. I am so lucky that I get to keep a little something of hers and wear it every day. It means the world to me..
Thank you to Daddy, Wendy, Mum, Ben and Tash for making me so proud to call you my family.