Quetzalcoatl

This post has been writing itself for years. These three phrases or ideas being played within my mind whilst navigating the intense period of our lives where we bring up our three little girls. I'm writing today, sat on our breakfast bar, in the tidiest house we've ever had since our first baby. Our third baby is asleep. Our other two are at Nanny's for their half term sleepover. I'm trying not to miss them.  The house is immaculate because we're selling. We're selling the house that we brought them up in, we're selling the house I gave birth in, the house we have made the strongest memories of our lives. It's time to move on. We have done everything we can to this property and I need to slowly detach myself. We've outgrown it. Our lives are bigger than it. We're bursting at the seams and we need another home to hold us and create new memories - for the next chapter. sac·ri·fice [ˈsakrɪfʌɪs] 1. give up something that is valuable to you in order t...