Kindness
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Darling Day 31: Kindness
Most would consider it an embarrassment, I suppose, the darling life lesson that found me at the supermarket yesterday. But to me, it was a beautifully mysterious lesson, one I will never forget. We’ve all had that moment, I’d imagine.… Continue reading
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Darling Day 11. Nan
She was just one of those people everyone loved. Darling, through and through. When she was good, she was like an orange wind, laced with mint and strawberry sweet. She was kind, but not in a: ‘Hi, how are you?’ sort… Continue reading
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Darling Day 9: Truth
Darling diamond, fire within; the birth of home in a burning house of ‘good’ and ‘bad’. Aching truth becomes the darling ever and always. Passionate truth becomes the choice never to hold another’s heart with selfish hands. Continue reading
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Darling Day Six. Darling Is The Fall
She wobbled along, the little darling on wheels. Two wheels (which seemed to be the problem.) Mum balanced her own bike between her legs, guiding her duckling as best she could, until at last: there was flight. As I strolled… Continue reading
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A Better Day
There’s a hurricane in your pain. It whirls around my body as I feel you; all the moments that sliced you open and exposed the parts of your soul you’ve tried so hard to forget. I see you, and I… Continue reading
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Sending Love
Every now and then a wave washes over me. It tells me: send love. To whoever, wherever, however: just send it. And so here I am, sending love. To whoever, wherever. Because even if I don’t know you, I know… Continue reading
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One More Chance
Give me one more chance to find compassion. Give me one more chance to look into the eyes of the bullies, to have them see that they are loved. By someone. Even just one person might do. Because that one… Continue reading
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Somebody To Me
You are somebody to me. Continue reading
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Little
When I was little, I was the curly haired girl. It was a point of fascination, my hair, a reason to love me more than the reasons that already existed inside my little girl heart. I wonder, now, how many… Continue reading
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