6 months.

6 months ago this moment, my life was beautiful.

6 months later, this moment, right now?

My life is very strange.

I am happy, and I am sad.

I've had a lovely weekend, and I am heartbroken.

I've spent time with friends, and I am alone.

I am surrounded with love, and I will never love again like that.

But the world moves on.

I must move with it, or perish.

The child needs me too much for me to perish.  I will not give in to this.  I'm a RAF WAG, I can do anything....