If only we knew this would happen? All that worry and pain, and now I can sit on Sheringham beach (Norfolk) with our delightful Annie.

She is so full of character and attitude – check her out today in the pool…

… and I’m now sat here wondering if love grows stronger from worry and pain?! Is that possible? Or is the pain so raw, and cuts so deep, because of love?

This is the first post I’m writing with my 9 year Leo reading it as I type. I wonder what he’ll think of these when he reads them one day very soon?

For now, it’s just great to hold her X x