PGP / SPD My story:

I dedicate this song to my grandma Flo, who passed away yesterday morning — and to all of those we’ve loved and lost, who continue to live on in our hearts. ❤️ I hope my family can find comfort in this, and that it helps us all look back fondly on our memories of Flo. I still remember being a child, when Lisa Hall and I were Grandad Albert and Flo’s bridesmaids — the dresses we wore, posing for photos, feeling so proud to be part of their day.  I remember Flo making her chocolate crispy treats with cherries on top, and the moments that still make us laugh, like when my brother Albert — and later Lisa’s brother Dean — both ran straight into the patio door! I remember playing dolls with Elizabeth Conlon and Lisa, and that magical spinning fairy top you had, Elizabeth — us sitting in Grandad and Flo’s front room, making it spin and fly. ❤️ And of course the garden gnomes, the ornaments, all their beautiful decorations that made their home feel warm, welcoming, and full of character. T...

 💔 Sometimes you have to accept that people’s actions don’t always match their words. I recently learned that someone I trusted — and even gave another chance to — wasn’t being honest. It’s been painful to process, especially when all I needed was space to heal, not judgement or interference. I’ve realised it’s always better to work through problems with communication and understanding, not with gossip or division. Real friends respect space, boundaries, and truth — even when things get hard. They don’t twist stories or try to turn others against you. I know what was said, and I know it wasn’t true — but I also know I can’t change it. It’s sad to lose someone you once looked up to, but sometimes peace comes from walking away quietly — still wishing them well, but knowing you can’t go back. ❤️‍🩹 Love people from a distance if you must, but never condone manipulation, disrespect, or attempts to control your relationships. Support should be offered with care — never forced. I don’t ...