Love
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Home Is Where The Heart Is
My heart lives inside of me. Dearest, home. I’m sorry it took me so long to find you. Continue reading
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In the Stars
Meet me in the stars my precious little ones. And we will dance and play and love without the endings human life must eventually bring. Continue reading
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The Year of Us
When I write my words, when I set them free in this little bloggy land of mine— the one where you’ve come to meet me, now—I become a better version of me. I can feel it. I can feel the… Continue reading
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Let Them Be
I do this thing where I try to ‘fix’ the people I love. When they are sad. When they are confused. When they are in pain. I do this because when the people who feel like ‘joy’ to me suddenly… Continue reading
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Magic
It’s time to believe in magic. Continue reading
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Merry Birthday
On the tenth day of Christmas, there was a party. Two years ago (nearly) she rocketed into my world and I fell irreversibly in love. With her. My mini me. My little princess of the adorably nuts kind. Happy birthday,… Continue reading
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Home
On the fifth day of Christmas my heart remembered it has another name. Home. Continue reading
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Peace
On the fourth day of Christmas my soul took me back to the river. Same river. Different tree. The feeling was the same, though. The feeling of the river washing all the sharp bits out of me. Making me soft… Continue reading
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Mary’s Boy Child. And Mine.
On the first day of Christmas, all my Mum pieces melted into puddles of sun. It was the boy child who did it. ‘Mummy!’ he shouted, the moment he saw me smiling from my place in the front row… where I simply… Continue reading