Love
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Darling Day 1. Mister Darling Brown Eyes
Mister darling brown eyes is not the darling of this post. He is not my husband. He is not my Son. He is not even someone I love or have ever loved. But. He is where all this started—this Darling… Continue reading
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The Little Blog Of Everything
This is an everything blog. A little bit of sugar, a little bit of spice. And, right now—like Forest and his many park-bench dwellers—you (the reader) and me (the writer) just never know what we’re going to get from this… Continue reading
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The Aching Quiet
The aching quiet. You’d know it, I’m sure. The moment something could have been said but wasn’t. The moment silence was filled with a smile, a giggle, a tear. That’s what I think the aching quiet is. An ache of… Continue reading
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The Value of Kindness
It was all I had ever wanted. A horse. Majestic and lovely, the only dream my little girl heart desired. Every week the library door would slide open and out we’d whistle, me and Mum, our bags heavy with books… Continue reading
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When You Became the Sun
I promised this virtual space of mine that I’d sprinkle some heart into it, and so grows this poem: planted from a memory, watered with love. I felt this introduction necessary because I am well aware that grief is an… Continue reading
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