This morning, just after 5 am, my beautiful husband slipped away peacefully. Tyra, Baden, Bren’s Mum and I shared the great privilege of holding him in our arms and telling him we loved him as he left to make his journey home. He was Heroic to the end. I would like to say thank you…
Its sail unfurling against the storm, it would carry us forward, us clinging to hope …
Daily Prompt: Grainy Through sometimes grainy, carefully preserved images of our lives well lived I am reminded of all the beautiful memories my family have created together, when looking through treasured photos. Today I am prompted to reminisce…and as always have found an uplifting happiness in the faces of family and friends. It is not…
I was wrong, 40 seconds goes by in a snap and next minute I was standing in our lounge room, in front of this gorgeous creature, him just out of the surf and smelling like salt — me standing in my favourite navy and white stripe, Disney Dopey night shirt!
Her little hands tucked under her chin in prayer position, lips pink with gloss, hair all tumbling curls pinned with tiny rose buds, I wondered how she was going to get through such a long day
He is strong and fierce, determined and not at all predictable. He is love, he is lovable – he is loved.
Challenging…to say the least when you can’t seem to stay one step ahead, no matter the effort, the strength and resilience shown.
It wasn’t like I had meant to add to the busyness of her day, yet I could feel her glaring at me through the phone. It was all rather odd.
You’re not ready for the world yet little ones. Stay inside. Stay inside.
For me they had been pretty hedonistic times with just enough common sense thrown in to keep me out of trouble. It appeared to be different for him.