1997

19th February 1997 - My eighth birthday, where a picture similar to this one will have been taken. (I know i am only five in this picture but i had my birthday at McDonald's for years. Don't judge).

24th February 1997 - The day of the Brit awards. The day that Geri Halliwell wore this dress:

14th August 1997 - the day my Grandad Never-in died

1997 is my favourite year of life so far. To me, 1997 spells 'happiness'. The music, the fashion and everything about that year captures me and sucks me in. I know i lost my Grandpa that year but i also remember lots of memories with him. I remember the 'Get Well Soon' balloon i bought him. I was meant to be getting my face painted with my £1 pocket money but i bought the foil balloon instead. He kept it and my Nanan Never-in still has it now. He was so touched but he was annoyed that i had spent all of my pocket money on him when i could've had my face painted. I remember that day so well.

My Grandad Never-in was an absolutely amazing person. I still miss him now.

Saturday was the anniversary of his death. This is the first time i have ever forgotten. I remembered on Sunday night and immediately, i made my way to my bedroom window. I looked up and found the brightest star. 'Sorry Grandad. I didn't mean to forget. I miss you. I really really love you.'

Ever since i was a little girl, i have had a thing about the moon and the stars. When i was teeny tiny, i had a rabbit and i was given the chance to pick his name. I used to be fascinated with the moon and with the craters and how they can look just like faces and stuff. I used to get my Dad to drive around so i could stare at 'the man on the moon'. I loved it. So yes, i chose to name my lovely little rabbit 'Mr Moon'.

I always fell into the Lion King thing too.

Young Simba: Dad? Mufasa: Hmm? Young Simba: We're pals, right? Mufasa: Right. Young Simba: And we'll always be together, right? Mufasa: Simba, let me tell you something my father told me. Look at the stars. The great kings of the past are up there, watching over us. Young Simba: Really? Mufasa: Yes. So whenever you feel alone, just remember that those kings will always be there to guide you. And so will I. 

To me, the brightest star in the sky has always been the one that is my Grandad. I love that no matter where i am, i can look up and he is there to watch me. He was my King and i miss him

I don't actually have a point to this post. I just started with the thought of 1997 and how fucking MINT it was but then how horribly sad it was for me to lose my Grandad. I miss him very very muchly.