@Brookelynn_Grey
Hi all, it's been a while, and I took time offline to enjoy some time with my children. I now am a mama to a 5-year-old. How did that happen?
I am 5 months away from 21! Ahhh are we able to get to 350 before then? I will be taking some time to update my stories as i know i havent!
If theres anything i can do to help you guys or you just want to talk feel free to message me my loves
Love you
-B
October is pregnancy and infant loss awareness month - I know im a week early but we honor and remember
❤️ The Mama who had a stillbirth
The Mama who had a miscarriage
The Mama who had a TFMR (Termination for medical reasons )
The Mama who lost a multiple or multiples
The Mama who cant conceive
The Mama whos Baby died
The Mama who lost her embryo
The Mama who experienced an ectopic pregnancy
The Mama who lost their baby to SIDS
I've experienced most of these and it's heartbreaking My heart goes out to anyone who has , please feel free to share your story on my message board or under this post - Im here for anyone ❤️❤️
Today is the day all our hearts broke 6 months ago
My brother was cruelly taken from us at only 24 years old
James was the light of my life and the life and soul of the party. I could never forget how much that boy loved me and loved my children
He stood by me when I got pregnant with my first, and I was scared because I never had anyone. My Katriona was born, and I wasn't scared anymore because she had James as her godfather.
I still think that he's watching over me and all my children, especially my katriona.
Its not goodbye James, it's until I see you again
So I won't say goodbye
Until I see you again sweet boy
#Forever24 #FlyhighJames
a small token of kindness [ 01st september, 2025 — monday]
words plated in heirlooms, heavy with light,
tinkling cuts, dazzling wounds —
weaponry forged from childhood gloom,
wars cradled in a mother’s stolen womb.
windmills bow above folded clothes,
grandmother’s peach crumble cooling on the sill.
cottages lean, tethered with ghosts —
growth a gamble, memory the wager.
tender hearts rest in greasy hands,
coloured proses, begotten rhyme.
measuring the gaps of fleeting hours,
tidy rooms against the storm of rest.
roads of chemicals, an age of hearts,
souls displaced, refugees of home.
effervescence rushes, skeletons mist-bound —
a tale as old as precedents.
labyrinthine dashes, nuance permitted,
olives of faith, olives betrayed.
a marathon — glass slippers sublime —
and all of life becomes a floor for dancing,
a garden for incitement,
a bloom pressed against time.
#adropofhumanity
a token of kindness [ 24th august, 2025 — sunday ]
where comes the chaos? soar and sin, the culprit,
from the lodging inns. surrendered and sought,
beavering, bold— a little of the timid, a lot of the known.
swinging with pride, doors left unknocked,
a guest invited under intoxication’s hold.
forging, jeopardising, guided by homely apple-pie servings; bruised words swept beneath the rug of humility.
barks and bellows, odours, open wounds,
entangled chairs and a single creaking move.
whisper, then wait, tremors that carry
a mouth of screams— beginning and dying
in a parched throat.
kalopsia and kites— a guest like ropeburn,
pricking like wine. mindful maps, mindless routes,
sanctuaries like lies that bury the truth.
shadows stumble, shoes fade—
a blessing strikes a menace, transforming a paper cut into a prayer.
#adropofhumanity
The morning after you take your life will be like any other day
Your leftovers will sit in the fridge
Your car keys in the drawer
And your phone on the charger
Except it will have 17 unread messages from your mother
Telling you that she was just giving you space
That she didn't want to push
But she's here , she's always here because you will always be her baby
The morning after you take your life
Your brother will punch a hole in the wall
But he will never cry because no one taught him how
Grief doesn't leak out of his eyes
It builds up in his fists
Your best friend will sit in your driveway for 2 hours because she doesn't know how to walk into a world that doesn't include you, and the world will keep spinning but not for them
For them, time will fold in on itself
For them , clocks will stop
Your room will stay the same
Your laundry will stay unfolded
Your bed will stay unmade
Like their all just waiting for you to come home
And the food in the fridge will rot
They'll throw out the milk, then the eggs, and then the leftovers, but not for weeks
Not until they realise you're not just late
You're never coming back
Your car will stay in the driveway
No one will sell it
Your shoes will stay by the door
No one will move them
Your toothbrush
Your jacket
Your scent
All of it will live in your home longer than you ever thought you would, and you'll think you had no one
But you had everyone
You just couldn't see it through the darkness pressed against your eyelids
You just couldn't feel it through the ache that weighed on your soul
The day after you take your life
Your teacher will hand back the paper you were sure you failed
The one you almost didn't turn in
Turns out you got an a
And she wrote in the corner in her messy handwriting
You have a voice I've never seen in someone so young
Don't ever stop writing
But you won't be there to read it
You won't know that your college acceptance letter was coming in the mail
You won't know that someone new is about to sit next to you on the bus
And that person would have become your best friend
You won't know that next month your favourite band is dropping an album that would have made you feel seen in a way nothing else has
You won't know that healings on its way
That the things breaking you were about to loosen its grip
That tomorrow might have been the day that changed everything
But you weren't there to see it
Because you might leave the world behind
But for everyone else the world left with you
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I need to know I'm doing okay
That my life means something
That I haven't wrecked everyones lives just being part of it.
I need to know
Why they left and I had to stay
I need to know why
So many people are having babies and getting to meet them but my best friend didn't get too.
Why I lose everyone I love
Why I can't just be okay
I need to know
That I'm alright
That I can make something of my life
That I can make it on my own
I won't make it worse
Please
I need to know
Please
Tell me I'm okay
Savvie. I've just heard a song which reminds me of us when you were here – Happy Birthday, sweet girl. Our Ayla is 2 now.
We'd stay awake for hours, picking out the kinds of flowers
I'd have in my bouquet, said you'd catch it on the day
You're in the family picture, you felt like my older sister
The one I never had, yeah, we got along like that
You were the first one that I'd choose
You were the last one that I'd wanna lose
I thought you'd be my bridesmaid
It's funny how our lives changed
Tell me, what was it for?
When you said you'd be my best friend
You'd love me till the world ends
And now I finally found the woman that I adore
But you won't be my bridesmaid anymore
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
I miss when we were younger, laughing through the heat of summer
Long talks in your backseat, sharing secrets I still keep
Been so long that I forgot all the reasons that we fought
I'm stuck with my regrets, staring at your empty dress
I thought you'd be my bridesmaid
It's funny how our lives changed
Tell me, what was it for?
When you said you'd be my best friend
You'd love me till the world ends
And now I finally found the woman that I adore
But you won't be my bridesmaid anymore
Who's gonna fix my hair and wipe the tears away?
Who's gonna hold my hand and tell me it's okay? (Ah-ah)
Who's gonna stay behind me, when I say "I do"? (Ah-ah)
Oh, it'll be someone, but not you
And I thought you'd be my bridesmaid
It's funny how our lives changed
Tell me, what was it for?
When you said you'd be my best friend
You'd love me till the world ends
Now I finally found the woman that I adore
But you won't be my bridesmaid anymore
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