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white knobbly knuckles
born of a tight clench

twisted toes
curling like so many baobab roots
into terra firma,
digging deep
lest centrifuge fling me… 40 more words

Hanging On

On Participating In A Course On Resilience

At the Archdeaconry Conference last week we had a person from LPP Consulting come to talk to us about ‘resilience’. I thought I would share with you some of what was important to me about what he said. 1,169 more words

The Day You Left

It’s been six years. And I’m still hoping. Secretly.

For some, it may sound pathetic. But there’s that little voice inside me, whispering, “not just yet.” 84 more words

Break Up

What the ....

Sunday I came back to the nest, after the kids had spent the weekend with their dad. Few minutes after I arrived back home, my ex-husband decided to become very chatty with me. 158 more words

Divorce Life

How Did Things Go So Wrong

Lunches with Jill, movies with Suzie, dinners with Martha and hanging out with Doris are keeping you too busy to make plans with me.

i want to say it doesn’t bother me, but I wouldn’t be writing this if that was true.   14 more words

You Are My Forever And Always

I believe it was Monday afternoon, we went straight to my place just right after school. We agreed to have some street food after we put our back packs down. 602 more words

Do I have a purpose?

Change: landscape fashioned from wind and rain and sun.

Life’s advice.  Embarking on a journey is left to circumstance. What remains at the end of the road is yet to be seen. 132 more words