29. My smile...

This is probably the oddest thing to say but the thing I felt I lost when I was suffering through depression at its worst was my smile. I love smiling (it's my favourite!) and even though the action was there - the love, the happy, the twinkle in the eye - the je ne sais quoi... it was all missing. When I felt my first smile properly again this year I cried, through happiness, through sadness that it was lost and relief that it actually came back - I was worried it was gone for good.

This is the most recent photo of me properly smiling (that wasn't a selfie haha) and I love it because it was such a beautiful day with our friends and the beautiful bride and groom and also, rather vainly because my hair looks rather awesome without hair dye now its finally grown out!

Photo taken by Tamin Jones - thanks Tamin!