You are not made in the depths of despair my darling, but neither are you made at the peak of the mountain. You are not made in the moments where you float on cloud nine, but you're not made in the rubble of rock bottom either. You are made in all of it. Because it is not your successes that shape you, but equally it is not your struggles. It is all the little steps you take in between. It is how you navigate it; how you move from rock bottom to the very top. How you sit with despair and choose then to climb to the clouds. And just as the sky is not made in only the storms or the sunshine... neither are you. Some people will see your sunny skies and will think they know you. Some people will see you grey clouds and think that's who you are. But only those that have seen your sky move through the brightest blue to the deepest black and back again; who've watched your sun set in reds and yellows and rise again in oranges and pinks... Only those who have seen your sky glow with purples and dance with greens can truly begin to know you. You are not make in the darkest depths or the starriest heights, my love. You are made in every single moment. Because the sky is not defined by just one thing - just one colour - no matter how many times someone tells it it's blue. And neither are you. ***** Becky Hemsley 2024