March 30th 2015 Today is the first day in a while I haven’t had to check what date it is before writing a post.  Because today is Alice’s 21st birthday.  I should find it easy to write about her, but I don’t. I find it incredibly difficult. Because I always want to make everything perfect for her and I’m worried I can’t find the perfect thing to say, or the perfect way of saying it with the perfect words.  I’ve noticed, however, that I tend to write about her best when I don’t realise I’m doing it. When I found … Continue reading Perfect