This time last year I was at rock bottom. In a new city, with a new family member on the way, and unable to find a home. It’s one of the few days where I had no words at all for my daily photo.

I know that one year on, on paper, things may look worse; but they aren’t. In fact I feel much happier.

The fact is, I have a beautiful pair of boys. Everything else in life will work out, but all I want now is the best for them.

Today I stood watching the two of them cuddling under a rug on the lounge floor, CJ showing LJ how to use his toys. My heart melted like butter.

It’s not about what hand life deals you, it’s all about perspective. And life is pretty good…