Walking in her footprints.

We have just been away for a few days, a holiday with just Daniel, myself and Alan. It literally was a comedy of errors. Firstly I was supposed to meet up with the gorgeous Danielle and her beautiful daughter Evie but its seems there is a few hundred miles between Twynn and Towyn whoops. We were supposed to meet a family we love from our playgroup but it didn’t happen, everything just changed or maybe everything became how it was meant to be.

Due to my plonker-ness I was given time to be still, to refresh my soul, the freedom I find as I stare out over the ocean is something I cannot explain. Its as if I can actually breathe deeper for a little while. My heart beats to the song of the waves and my mind stays still just for a moment. 

My holiday may not have gone as planned but it was lovely. 

We visited the Talyllyn railway and travelled through the mountains on Douglas the steam train. Daniel loved it, the gentle movements of the train made for good napping but when the whistle blew he smiled so widely it was precious.

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I do have to shout out to the staff at the Talyllyn railway as they were so amazing, from the ticket lady who made sure we got the carers discount to the guard who made sure the ramp was ready for us, we were treated so well. There was no issue of the wheelchair they just wanted to make sure Daniel had an amazing time. I loved it, the actual fact that I had to sit for a couple of hours and just relax and admire the scenery was so needed. I actually think they could advertise the journey as a soul refresher as I left feeling lighter. 

We visited Barmouth on Wednesday and it was hard, the last time I had walked those narrow pathways was with Livvy. Gosh she loved the beach, my girls they played for hours. Livvy like a queen in her dingy, us nearly destroying her new wheelchair with salt water, she was there. As I sat watching the sea eating my fish and chips I could feel her. As we took Daniel for his first donkey ride I could hear her laughter on the wind. 

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As I watched Daniel trot up and down the beach I held on tight to the fact that he now stood where his big sister did. He got to experience what she did and I, well I  got to see and remember my children happiness. 

Making memories, holding memories close.

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