Time to move forward

As I reversed out of the drive, glancing briefly at my beautiful home, I knew deep down that it wasn't the place that I would find peace or happiness.

I had about £10 in my purse, a small case of clothes and my adorable son Miles who was strapped in the back of the car. He was just under 3yrs old.

I drove the short distance to where we were going to be living. It was a short distance but a million miles away from what I was leaving behind.

I parked the car on the roadside, closest to the house. There wasn't a drive or alloted parking space, I just had to park where I could find the nearest space.

I picked up my little suitcase and gathered Miles up into my arms and walked up the short path way to the front door, and knocked.

 

Latest comments

31.01 | 21:00

Hi guys, great to see you both today & catch up after many years. You made a great impression on my family. Keep in contact, speak soon.
Regards, Dave Charles.

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18.09 | 01:45

Hi Julie, Dawn here, Chrissies daughter. I absolutely loved your book and it has inspired me to embrace life with my soulmate and not be afraid or feel guilty

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29.07 | 01:06

Such a nice read. Always reassured by Julie's optimism that I'm on the right path and excited to follow the future to love, trust and a happy family!

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12.02 | 00:44

Brings a smile to my face.

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