23rd Birthday- a reflection

23 years and a day ago I was born. Rachael Louise Morgan entered the world, blessed with a healthy life, happy childhood, and a good education. In 23 years I’ve known great friendship, great love, devastating death, and the horrible truth that your parents did have a life before you.

So far this birthday has been pretty shit- and I mean that literally. I started my 23rd year unblocking a toilet full of poo and feeling completely and utterly crap, working in a care home can do that to you sometimes. However, despite my positive outlook on life taking a beating these last few weeks, I am still feeling happy, and grateful for everything that I have around me. Sometimes it’s difficult to see through all the things that can get you down, but it’s always important to remember every tiny thing that makes you happy.



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