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What IS it?
With everything before me, everything yet to be done, I could not help but do it. To live in disarray would remind me too badly of our old Housing Commission house, where dad raised me from age 10. I...
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Having staggered into adulthood traumatised thus … new life
WELCOME back to the novel in draft, interrupted while I wrote about my recent trip to Thailand. Subbers, work again crushed my creative soul this week and I’ve not been active – not visiting (sorry),...
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Man’s will has overcome mine since I cannot forget, and it pains me daily to...
The joy of Daniel tumbled into my bedroom when he’d tired of chatting with his toys. I could gaze at the ceiling no more, this our first morning in the new flat. His arrival was the clocking-on of my...
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Menstrual pads as nappies
“Your bed should be over there”, Chris told me as he assessed my bedroom with his feng shui vision. “Should it?” I asked. “Why?” “That way, bring the money in.” I reflected that we would be in court...
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When one door shuts, another slams in your face, breaks your nose and leaves...
Greetings Subbers — Good morning, night, now or then, wherever you are around this big spinning world that we connect through. As ever, thank you for being there. No-one ever says ‘When one door shuts...
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Confessions by Mother
“No Dadda today”, Daniel said as I slipped my bag over my shoulder, swept the car keys off the kitchen bench and told him we must go now. By my outfit, he knew I was heading for business. I looked at...
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Served
The lock of Tom’s Yoga Room clunked free and I swung open the heavy door. Daniel marched in, sure and knowing of our routine – but then stopped short. I stepped inside, and was met with Tom in the...
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His tiny fingers blindly seeking, curled around a heart string, errant. And...
I kissed the top of Daniel’s head, his soft brown hair to my lips. I breathed in his young life, and let him go. He stood before me, my two year old, his face seeking reassurance that all was okay....
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I’m a Chinese baby!
As the lives surrounding the lives of Daniel and me slept, entrenched in the darkness of night, I wrote, I oppose application for joint guardianship BECAUSE THE INDIVIDUAL DOES NOT NEED ANOTHER...
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Justify your love
Good morning and the wealth of wellness to you all! Thank you each for your comments, encouragement, your touche, re my last post. It truly is wonderful, particularly as isolation has largely been my...
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My heart hurt to beat
Karen, Chris’ sister, opened her front door and let me in. I did not like the atmosphere. Walking through her hallway, I turned into the lounge room. Daniel, on the floor, looked up at me. Again,...
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It’s not okay
The ocean rushed to surround the legs of Daniel and me as we stepped in to meet its great beauty. Froth and foam massed at Daniel’s belly and he nearly toppled over as a wave surged forward and...
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Blessed banishment
I was sure that the orange of the sunset painted walls of the yoga room tinged Tom and Daniel’s cheeks as Tom, over six foot tall, held Daniel on his shoulders, talking to me. I also saw the...
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RESTRAINT.
When the first lie flowed from Chris’ mouth, that I had been withholding Daniel from him, sweat beaded on my forehead. It was partly the fever I’d developed – I’d been feeling cold, weak, sick – and...
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As it is meant to be
Cherishment. Sun dappled waters. Wafts of freedom carried upon the ocean breeze. Unity. Love. Nature. As it is meant to be. Family. , Breakfast served in old gym shorts and slippers. Coffee spilled...
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Then I saw it: my father’s distinct, cursive writing.
The day after I called the truce felt good, hopeful. So, it was possible to level a person, to bring them down from a mentality of power and possession, to humanize a situation. I had trembled in...
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