Silent revision β¦.
Silent revision β¦.
School years are nearing closure, a full chapter of childhood that has just a few brief paragraphs left to finalise. π Cramming in some final revision, trusting it will just be enough ππ. This little chunk has his English GCSE today.
Holidays, time together, snapshots β¦ there will never be enough, the imagination of more, the longing & deep intense wish β¦ for more time, opportunity & paragraphs, will, always linger in our hearts. Permanently.
However, this comes with a contented balance .. where the appreciation for the revision we were able to fit in, is big.
Each holiday, each snapshot moment, each memory & slice of time filled with the mundane to the fun stuff, was I understand β¦.. revision.
We were unknowingly learning, revising β¦ preparing for a qualification, where the certificate would say β¦
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The time we had, the work we put in, the effort, the questions we asked & the notes we made. They were enough, we couldβve had more & done more β¦ however, we proudly can sayβ¦ they were enough, we did our best.
We werenβt aware how soon the exam date, would roll in.
We are living with love & loss.. have found sunshine in our hearts & world. π
Our memories, the revision that was put in .. the living, grabbing the moments are serving this chunk well. Today, a few paragraphs will get written β¦ heaven will be proud.
The next chapters of childhood & beyond await β¦ never stop revising.
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