Change, that words sweeps a world of emotion over me at this time. It makes me feel a little scared, a little worried, a little apprehensive for what will be, for you see my world is turning and changing. My whole family is experiencing the winds of change. I have lost my youngest companion, my […]
Mini just can not control them, they are so visual, so transparent. It is like looking at me. I see burning red and hot orange embers. The lava flow that just erupts before he has a chance to think about anything else. He has no hold on them, no way to stop acting on the
Mini sometimes I look at you and it is like looking at a mini me in the mirror. My boy, you are going to have to learn to control that temper of mine that you have. That boiling anger that I can see clearly inside. You are going to have to grow and learn how
Something lost, but where? I am bereft without, alone Mine to find someday. Very short and sweet this week, but my brain can not function, this post was inspired by Sleep is for the weak writing workshop prompt 2 what part of you is lost and you would like to find again?
We had a caravan when I was growing up. No, not one of those wonderful static caravans, no we had a box on wheels, so summers were spent setting off in the dead of the night to the English Riviera. Well before seat belts became compulsory, my parents would pack the cool box, the pillows
The best things come to those who wait, well that’s what they say. I am not good at waiting, no I don’t have a patient bone in my body. If I want something then I want it yesterday. I want it NOW. I have been known to stamp my feet and bat my eyelashes
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Dear Voters (well my boys in this one) We will make life fun, we will focus on laughter and giggles and grasp what we can get out of the day. We shall enjoy the seaside and I will ensure that we have the wet suits in the car at all time. We shall endeavor to
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I am anxious, trying not to think about what might be wrong I am trying hard to banish any worrying thoughts from my mind To compartmentalise my health worries Separating them from our everyday life But I am tired, oh so tired, exhausted beyond belief Trying hard to keep up with my boys which I
I was hot, yes I know I was in a hospital and they are always hot, but normally the dressings clinic is OK. Yes the window is open, but I know that I am a little off, just not right, I can not put my finger in it and it is about to get worse.
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