Today is the third anniversary of our house fire. I can't believe it's been that long.
Our situation is now all sorted with us back living in our newly re built home, so why do I feel so odd about this date. The series of events that started the fire can't occur again due to changes with our electricity cables but today I can't help but be transported back in time to relive moments from that fateful day, remembering the smell and the overwhelming feeling of uselessness as the situation escalated around us. Here's hoping as the years pass that this date will go by without it being remembered.
But for now... tomorrow is another day x