Although I wasn’t originally born in Bath, I’ve come to terms with the fact that it’s now my home. Holding memories since I was only six months old, many of which aren’t the easiest to relive. For example, the times when I walk through the hectic streets only to have laughs, stares and hurtful remarks in return. Which results in my body taking a seat on the cold, cobbled steps where my head falls effortlessly into my hands. Wondering what I could’ve possibly done to deserve this. The times when I came across old friends, who’s laughter and smiles reminded me of the heartfelt moments we once shared. Which now stay vividly in the back of my mind, haunting me every second of every day. These streets have witnessed my endless battles with not wanting to be seen in my wheelchair, so instead i’ll force my legs to walk the lengths they just can’t do anymore. They’ve felt my tears dampen the narrow pavements, seen my body stand in pain, witnessed friendships going their separate ways, and been the surface when I fell and got back up numerous times. However, despite the harsh situations these streets have witnessed, they’ve also been apart of many enjoyable times in my life. Like the time me and my friend Beth went for a few drinks, only to have the night end up in a certain someone (me) being sick over a guy who was sat next to us, falling into a stool and creating the loudest bang which a small pub probably didn’t expect from such a little girl, drinking a shot like a cup of water and declaring my love to anyone and everyone. They’ve witnessed the famous birthday fall, that took place on my 16th. When I decided wearing a dress that was shorter than short and heels that were just not even acceptable for any human to wear, would be a great idea! Later that night did I realise that was not the case, because I ended up going face first into a drain and showing my behind to the builders ahead. I’m pretty sure Specsavers was their next visit after that incident!

Let’s not forget the fact that these buildings have been the venue for many dates, first kisses and exciting adventures with new friends. They’ve been the opening door to so many adventures, that I will forever hold in my heart. “No matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away.” Thank you Bath for being my home, giving me those battles which you knew would eventually make me a stronger person, allowing me to make mistakes and seeing those mistakes change who I become. And being a place i’m proud to be living in!

Heres to many more adventures in the comfort of your streets.

xo

9 thoughts on “My home In You.. |Bath| 2018! ~ 30/01/18”

    1. Thankyou so much Charlotte! If you ever visit, let me know! I’ll come say Hey 🙂 Thankyou for the beautiful comment Sweetie. Have a great day!xo

  1. Once again a fabulous post that made me cry! I can see just home much you love your homemade town in your words. Did you take the pictures? They’re amazing. You’re very talented with a camera. Your post has inspired me to add Bath to the list of places I want to visit someday 🙂

    1. Bless you! Yes, I did take them🙂 Thankyou so much for the beautiful comment as always Hunnie! it’s greatly appreciated. If you ever do visit, make sure you come say Hi to me!💕 Have a good day Darling. xoxo

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