Always Saying Goodbye

Before I had children I used to cry for days after they had left. I would be miserable and lonely. I had the luxury of being able to wallow and soak in my own self pity. I wondered how I would ever return to the "normal" life I had worked so hard to create in... Continue Reading →

The Future

The second of January 2014 what a crazy date. I remember as a child pondering on such futuristic dates. What would the world be like then? Would we be living in space and getting about in flying cars?  Yet here I am in 2014, it does not seem all that futuristic. I have a car full of... Continue Reading →

Indian Ocean Migration

Day 24 of 31   My Migration was a "First World" one, I came by airplane. I had a visa in my passport. I had a welcoming face happy to greet me on the other side.I have tried to imagine what it would be like to come across the Indian Ocean looking to escape the terrors of my... Continue Reading →

Sisters

Drifting, lost in a thick fog, unable to see the dawn. A sister, nothing can compare, to grab you firmly by the hand, dispersing that fog, leading you back to the beginning. The beginning, you always knew existed, but the way was forgotten. Sisters can show you aspects of yourself you were unable to see,... Continue Reading →

Mountain rain

Rain covers an ever changing mountain face. A change of mood cast upon the land. A trip to a country town. A land of miniatures to be sure. Tiny houses and giant sheep in fields of green. A little boy wearing socks on his hands, why protest, just let him be. A warm kiss farewell... Continue Reading →

Woodstock

Monday, 15 July 2013 Waking up to a cranky boy in need of a good run. Expend that boundless energy. A quick picnic is packed, sisters asked, both decline recovering from a 40th blowout. Car is loaded with boys and equipment. Taking off feeling melancholic and frustrated. Drive the windy country roads slow down for... Continue Reading →

A lazy day

  Awakened by soft tickles from little hands. A lazy day, pyjamas until midday. A visit from a younger sister, boy whisked away. Time alone with sleeping babe. Quiet. Return of a soaked and dirty happy boy. Invite for dinner. Mamo comes home a friend in tow. Dinner a success boys become a mess. Sisters gather children chatter.... Continue Reading →

The simple things

Tuesday, 16 July 2013 A walk by the river Barrow with baby boy in sling and the little boy holding Mamo's hand. Stone throwing, simple entertainment for a busy boy. Songs cuddles and kisses with littlest one. A near miss with a big truck, jelly legs and beating heart. Dinner and catch up with eldest... Continue Reading →

Late night party

Sunday, 14 July 2013  Driving home in the dark night, sleeping bundle, fox eyes glowing in the distance, smell of pig slowly cooking in the air. Home to sleeping babes, little voices talking in the night, mind racing sleep eventually falls. Awake to Summer of sunshine and gold, bottle, nappies, breaky, cuddles. Relieved by sitter,... Continue Reading →

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