My family is the most important thing in the world to me, above everything else.

And for the past 9 months we have been apart and we've been through so much together despite the fact that we are not actually together. Today is just one of those days you have when you miss them more than usual, and everything you do reminds you of them.

I am grateful for the fulfilling and happy life I lead, but at the moment there are a few bumps in the road and it's not all that easy... there's some people that are trying to tear you down and work on not letting them damage you everyday... even the people you care about can do just this... you think to yourself 'it could be worse' and you wear your brave face and power through... but today I just want to go home.