The truth is it’s been last thing on my list in probably the one time in my life sharing my feelings would have probably helped but I just wanted to switch off and be with my family and friends.

In November, one of my best friends lost his battle with a brain tumour and my world shut down around me. The one person above everyone else that wanted for nothing, gave everything and achieved so much. At such a young age, it made me evaluate my life and those around me. The last thing I wanted to do was write my feelings because it hurt so much and still does.

In a few days time, I’m going to be attending the funeral of one of my oldest friend’s mum who treated me like a son in my late teens. Someone that lived life to the full and ultimately left behind my friend, a brother from another mother.

So sorry that I’ve not been around. I’ve been spending time with my family, enjoying weekends climbing over inflatable obstacle courses or chasing the dog round the house when I’m not working.

Life is too short to not make the most of it.