Finding love, becoming a mum and having a family of my own, these were things I’d wanted for as long as I could remember. Maybe it was my hope to create a home, maybe it was an attempt to heal a hole in my heart. Maybe I was tired of being the perpetual outsider and longed for a place that I would truly belong, I’m not sure, but these were my dreams and I desired them with a fire. I used to make wishes constantly. When I caught a falling leaf, if I came across a wishing well or when the numbers lined up on the clock, these were all times I would extend my wish into the the universe. Catching a dandylion seed I would whisper my secret into it’s fluffy top, then blow it away and watch as my little prayer floated through nature. When I met Victor I knew he was the man I would marry. It took a lot of persuasion but a few years later I was living in London, …