Irreplaceable..

We all want and need different things out of a relationship. I guess there isn’t really a right or wrong, it’s down to that particular person.

For me, the one thing I need above all else is time. Time with that person. Laughing, making memories and being a priority to someone. I think it’s only natural to want someone to think about you 💁‍♀️.

It’s so nice to have. It’s so nice to feel important and to have the feeling that someone wants to make you smile.

It doesn’t have to be anything special or expensive. It doesn’t have to be all day or night. It can be jumping in the car and seeing where you end up. It could be sharing a bottle of wine whilst catching up with “Married at First Sight Australia” ( Other shows are available 🤣) or it could even be nipping to the supermarket together.

In and around all of these seemingly easy tasks there are moments. Moments in time that you keep a hold of. A smile. A joke. A look. Something that etches in your brain and creates a memory.

That’s what I need. That’s what I now have and it sometimes feels so strange, but in the best way.

Now don’t get me wrong, “stuff” can be nice. Getting things or gifts can be lovely and has it’s place but for the most part, it’s unimportant.

“Things” can be replaced. “Things” can end up having more priority to someone than who they have in their life. Memories are what is important. Memories are what help us thrive. Memories, both good and bad can make us appreciate what we have.

We all get bogged down with day to day life, forgetting to make ourselves a priority let alone someone else. But it can be the best thing and it’s worth making time for.

Memories are irreplaceable. 🥰

Much love xxx

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