It was a blink of an eye ago, the day you became mine. My little silver backed gorilla, so angry at being ripped out of my safe warm belly and thrust into a world so loud and bright. Was that really 18 years ago? 18 years ago you made me a mama. 18 years ago… Continue reading Slipping through my fingers
I have been quiet for a while. As most of you know this tends to be because i am out living life as much as i can, going on adventures and challenging myself. Whilst this is true, on this occasion its also because i have been exhausted. Too exhausted to sit in front of my… Continue reading One foot in front of the other
I don't know about you, but in my little family we live by certain rules. Kindness. Compassion. Truth. Empathy. Respect. I decided early on that these were the mainstays of my parenting style, and have attempted to remain fierce in my defence of them, in the choices I make as a mama. Some people choose… Continue reading Family rules
I love to rant. There's a good reason for that and as we embark upon our journey together, I hope to find out why. I'm thinking it's partly environmental, partly reactionary, but I remember always caring. Actually Really caring when I felt someone had been wronged. It would effect me, and I'd carry it with me, debating… Continue reading Post election problems…..