Remembering The Future

Sometimes I’ll remember plans that we’d made for the future.

Just now, I was sitting with Baby Girl who was having some booby, and an advert for a bicycle sale came on the TV. I thought that I’d probably buy her a bike once we moved to South Africa.

Then boom! I remembered. He was going to teach her to ride a bike. Cue tears.

Remembering a planned, never to be realised future sucks.

Thanks for reading x

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