Why did I even bother leaving my bed?
Life likes to chuck things at you especially when you are low, least expect it or could do without it. 752 more words
Why isn’t life always kind?
To the many people that know me, I do apologise that you have probably been inflicted with all this before I decided that I was going to post it all in a blog, but I decided that it was a good way to cope with my loss. 858 more words
On a beautiful Sunday afternoon recently, my daughter Netsanet issued this simple command:
“Let go, Dad.”
No, she didn’t scream it at me. It was more of a quiet resolve as if to say “I’ve got this now.” For weeks, Netsa had been asking me to take off the training wheels on her new pink bicycle her mother had bought for her.2,220 more words