I don’t know how I’m meant to feel receiving that message off her. The kindest heart with the greatest intentions. But fifteen years later, surely life just moved on too much? How do I navigate this situation? How do I decide what’s right for me and how the hell do I tell him? This is a storm way bigger than a teacup. A wave bigger than anybodies eye-line and one I’m not sure I’m wanting to ride. I keep looking to you honey bee for the guidance














