How Dare You 54

You carry on as though nothing is wrong in your world, you drop the children to school and you all chat banally about what presents you got for Christmas and what you bought in the January Sales, don’t you know I am dying inside.

The children run around the playground delighted to see each other again after the Christmas break and I want to curl up and hide, don’t you know I am hurting inside.

The cars jostle for parking spaces on the high street and the delivery lorries double park, more fodder for the consumers.  Don’t they know the last thing I want is any more stuff, I am small and insignificant.


How dare you all go on with your every day life, don’t you know my mum is dead?

Don’t you know that I have changed, that I can never be the person I was ever again.

My world will never be the same, it is missing two of the most important people in my life, they shaped me in to the person I am today and now I am an orphan.