Who is She?
Wrote Sunday 13 January 2013, I. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ I looked back on my words. “You had a wonderful birthday. I dressed you...
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AN ASIDE…Of today. . It is just that edge of perverse, when you shop for poison. Yet, one man’s pen is the other woman’s poison, so that which I bought myself last night without appetite for it,...
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Sometimes life “just goes on” – no problems. It’s a bit surreal, when that happens. I am used to difficulty – problems of the people or problems of the mind – but for a while, just a few weeks, life...
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The Indian Ocean breathed upon Daniel and me. We sat on its shore, at its edge. It whispered to my consciousness. I felt so present upon Earth. Small, but real. I was conscious of my mortality,...
View ArticleTracy in The Dark
“No Dadda today,” Daniel said as I strapped him into his car seat. I looked at him. This was the second time he had said that. “Sweetheart –” I began. “No Dadda today!” Daniel said again, half in...
View ArticleIf you lock him in a cupboard, that’s child abuse
With the entirety of our belongings in boxes and bags around us, Daniel and me stood in our empty lounge. I remembered the first time I learned the word ‘entirety’. I used it at school, the next...
View ArticleThe sheer terror in this man’s voice, his fear extreme – I’m sorry, I just...
Good morning Subbers! Whether the sun is streaming through trees just outside your window right now, or it’s grey being the second day of Winter as in Australia this Sunday morning, I wish to share...
View ArticleConfessions by Mother
“No Dadda today”, Daniel said as I slipped my bag over my shoulder, swept the car keys off the kitchen bench and told him we must go now. By my outfit, he knew I was heading for business. I looked at...
View ArticleServed
The lock of Tom’s Yoga Room clunked free and I swung open the heavy door. Daniel marched in, sure and knowing of our routine – but then stopped short. I stepped inside, and was met with Tom in the...
View ArticleHis tiny fingers blindly seeking, curled around a heart string, errant. And...
I kissed the top of Daniel’s head, his soft brown hair to my lips. I breathed in his young life, and let him go. He stood before me, my two year old, his face seeking reassurance that all was okay....
View ArticleJustify your love
Good morning and the wealth of wellness to you all! Thank you each for your comments, encouragement, your touche, re my last post. It truly is wonderful, particularly as isolation has largely been my...
View ArticleBlessed banishment
I was sure that the orange of the sunset painted walls of the yoga room tinged Tom and Daniel’s cheeks as Tom, over six foot tall, held Daniel on his shoulders, talking to me. I also saw the...
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