Tonight at 7pm I will be lighting my candle in memory of what could have been.
For all the people who have been unfortunate enough to go through baby loss or pregnancy related loss, you will know how hard it is to solider on. Tonight, take your time, open your heart and light your candle.
We are all different but all the same. Tonight we shine on through. This is to raise awareness around this somewhat taboo/private subject.
People expect you to just pick yourself up and move on. We know that it’s not always possible. We know that’s not really true, but what you’ve been through is. It’s real, it happens every day, to thousands of women. I truly believe we have an understanding some people may never get.
So tonight stand with me. Light your can’t at 7pm. Where ever you are. Carry this way around the world. We all hurt but tonight remember it’s okay. It’s okay to feel a way you can’t explain or don’t want to. Just quietly sit and think of your memories.
I remember my first year doing this and it’s one that I will always do. It allows me my private time to grieve for what I lost and what I can’t have, but also links me to so many other great people who are feeling the exact same.
Thanks for reading. I hope your with me this evening. We stand together
I have read C.L.Taylors’ previous 3 books and this lived up to my expectations. This tense, disturbing physiological thriller will keep you guessing until the very end.
This book is about a woman called jo, whos world is turned upside down she fears for her daughters safety and no one will believe her. Her husband doesn’t and nor do the authorities. Jo has to do everything she can to keep her daughter safe.
Jo’s ordeal starts when she gives a stranger, Paula, stops jo to ask first r direction. Paula leaves her with a chill when she drops in her name and her daughters. Then Paula drops the bomb that Paula’s husband, max, has something belonging to her.
When jo turns up at the nursery to pick up Elise, her current frantic state raises alarm bells. The staff are worried about how she seems. Max refuses to report the incident to police.
Jo has to be assessed to check her state of mind and how she’s coping with her daughter . Suddenly her every move is under scrutiny. Hi tried to run from her problems to keep her daughter safe.
But is she really mad? Jo needs some time away and her dad is unwell, she goes back home to Ireland but can she really Escape?
And who really do behind everything she’s afraid of?
I absolutely loved this book. Praise to Cally Taylor once again. It’s written in two part and has short gripping chapters that just keep you turning the pages. I really enjoyed reading this because you could empathise with how Jo must have felt.
I recommend this to anyone who has read the previous books. Yes this one is just as good! To anyone who likes to work out why people do what they do, what’s made them the way the are, and why they react the way they do, this is also for you. If you like surprises and guessing what’s going to happen next, this is for you.
‘A doting mother or a pushy parent?
Karen bloom expects perfection. Her son, Ewan, has been something of a disappointment and she won’t be making the same mistake again with her beloved, talented child, Bronte.
Bronte’s every waking hour will be spent at music lessons and dance classes, doing extra schoolwork and whatever it takes to excel.
But as Karen pushes Bronte to the brink , the rest of the family crumbles. Karen’s husband, Noel, is losing himself in work, and his teenage daughter from his first marriage, Verity, is becoming even more volatile. The family is dangerously near breaking point.
Karen would know when to stop… wouldn’t she.’
When I first saw this book I wrongly judged it by its cover and assumed that it would just be about how the child felt, being pushed to hard and how she became overloaded. I was very wrong. I found this story easy to follow, gripping and alarming at the same time.
The story starts when Bronte goes missing. There is no way this perfect little girl could have ever gone off on her own accord, most definitely not. Karen loved her daughter didn’t she? that’s why she was pushing her. To make sure she could always achieve to the best of her ability, to give her the best opportunity in life to be the best, to make her daughter happy. Or that’s what she thought at least.
Bronte was struggling under the immense pressure from her mother that she was hurting, her sister verity could see that. But with Karen refusing to see she carried on regardless, yet what has that cost her now? It seemed there were more people who didn’t like karens way around things. As you will find out. This is a tale of love, loss and heartache but with a lot twists and turns on the way.
I makes you wonder and it makes you judge. We judge the whole way through, what if it was our child? do we push them to hard? what if it happened to me. but you couldn’t predict this turn of events.
Thanks for reading
‘Why would you run scared from a happy home?
You’re waiting for your beloved husband to get home from work. You’re making dinner, looking forward to hearing about his day.
That’s the last thing you remember.
You wake up in hospital, with no idea how you got there. They tell you that you were in an accident; you lost control of your car whilst driving in a dangerous part of town. The police suspect you were up to no good. But your husband refuses to believe it. Your best friend is not so sure. And even you font know what to believe.’
I recently read a book called the couple next door which was also written by Shari Lapena, so when I saw this it was a must have. I was not left disappointed. From start to finish I was engaged and found myself constantly trying to guess what was going to happen next. I couldn’t put it down.
Karen and tom have been happily married for two years, when one night his wife has an accident which changes everything. When Karen comes round she has amnesia, she can’t remember why she was where she was. She’s found in an area that she would never normally venture out which is the first clue, that something must have been very wrong.
When a body is discovered close by to where Karen had her accident, questions are asked all round. With all fingers pointing at Karen she find herself in a very difficult position. Karen begins to wonder who she can trust and who really does trust her. We see this couple go through so many emotions, just unearth more old secrets.
As these secrets come to light the more pressure is added to Karen and Tom. The neighbour, Bridget, acts like she is Karen’s friend. She supports her but she does also have an ulterior motive. Bridget always seems to be available at the right time and has came to the rescue many times.
As Karen melts down Bridget steps in.
I have tried my best not to give much away just the part that already explain themselves or piece together who is who. This really kept me guessing the whole way through I couldn’t wait to get home and start it again.
I would recommend this book to anyone who like twisted thrillers, that keep you guessing until the end. It’s one of them where, everyone’s’ background has been in the making of them as a person. Yet sometimes this can also be there biggest undoing.
Enjoy this read guys!
Thanks for reading
I’ve been so engrossed in books recently that I haven’t actually blogged or reviewed them. These are my top 5 from the past two months! I shall post in more detail this evening.
Why I do I look at something that winds me up and why do I even let it wind me up? I guess it’s one of them strange things we all do to some extent. Unless I’m just a crazy human on my own here?
I know that I won’t feel better by looking at old photos where I was happier, thinner, more me or looking at photos of everyone else who has moved on with life. I look through my social media feed and it’s all the same. The latest wedding, the new born baby and brand new home.
It seems I’m just stuck here at a red light but everyone else is going through on green. I had a life plan. Or I thought I had a life plan. When that plan starts to go wrong, and it’s to daunting to start again where do I go?
Don’t get me wrong I’m happy in my day to day. But when everything around me changes, will I still remain the same?? Potentially if I stop torturing myself with the things I look at, will I tart to make a new plan to get there? Who knows. My head is one great big mess right now.
What if the choices I have made are wrong?? How do I know what to make right
So guys, this is where I’m at today. It’s one of them days where I’m weighting up so many different options.
I’m debating if I should say on my job, if I like my home and if I know what makes me happy. Truth is, I’m not sure anymore?!
I’m not sure what truly makes me happy, all I know is where I’m reading for example, In the current moment I forget about all my options, I just enjoy what’s coming next in a book, for example.
I think that’s why I’m stumped now, this isn’t a book is my real life and I don’t know what I want the next chapter to be.
All I know is that I need to stop and think about what I want and what will
Make me happy. Will I make the wrong decisions? Probably yes, I normally do. But how do I stop dwelling this time?
Im sure it seems simple from the outside, do what makes you happy. But how do you stop thinking about all the other people’s situations effect. It’s very hard to weight out the future before it happens, yet still I try for some reason.
I feel like I’m a dead end and need to hangs my future sometimes, but it’s also hard for me to when I worry about how it effects everyone else as well? It’s hard sometimes.
So yeah basically, I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place! Do I need to be more aware or more selfish for my own happiness.
Which ways left and which ways right
When it’s wrong yeah it’s wrong but it feels so right,
because it’s you that I want holding me tonight,
and I don’t want to give up, let go and start again.
So I hold my head high and I pretend,
that I’m ok and it was just a game,
I’ll let you go, but you’ll never know!
And now your gone and I miss your name.
I can’t keep banging my head against this wall.
I’ve left a mark and it’s starting to get sore.
I wish you knew what you do to me
But with your eyes closed you’ll never see.
I’m aware this makes no sense if you can’t hear the tune in my head.
Thanks for reading