"19 years since I glimpsed you for the first time 19 years since you made me a mum 19 years of grappling with my own mortality 19 summers since I've loved you until I'm numb"
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19 Summers
18 Summers
I love your courage In the face of your difference Though I see your pain in solitude. I wish it could be easier for you
Endless Love
I was in the middle of researching my 'five sure signs you're dating a Sociopath' blog when my daughter rang from France. I haven't heard from her for a week. Packed her off with phone (and masses of credit), charger, iPad & charger, spare chargers and forced her to memorise all my telephone numbers and email addresses. That …
Siblings without rivalry
The bank said yes. I was a quarter hoping they'd say no. My selfish quarter. The bit of me who'd like the weight of all this to be removed by a faceless third party. The other three quarters of me are very grateful that we can now start to make plans as a family. Get behind number one …
Boys & Men
I have two boymen ('BM'). I can't show you any pictures of them, because they won't let me take any. But they're gorgeous. Not that they think they are. Sure they're lazy and totally uninterested in homework and housework. But they are tall and slim and handsome. They are bright and charming. Much more importantly, …
Where to now?
I'm bloody fed up of everyone I meet asking how the kids did in their exams, then suddenly remembering some fake appointment when I answer honestly. Or rambling on about their idyllic plans for the next two months - everyone has passed their exams, no one doesn't want to join in and there are unlimited funds to combine a heady mix of 'Club Med' style luxury relaxation and cultural extravaganza.
