writing

Joe

As I hold my poorly son’s hand, entwined through cot bars, I’ve been thinking of you. Almost ten, as we unpacked trunks, we found matching pyjamas, a shared birthday, destined to be friends. Then a few weeks later, when noisy footsteps came to get you and roused us from sleep, still their day but the [...]

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A birth

induction hook

labour room excitement paperwork hooks on trays, look away unpacking: book/lipbalm/water bottle kissing four faces goodbye nervous tears lonely waiting cannula, oops try again try again medical guinea pig monitoring swish-swish of a heartbeat reading staring out of the window missing four faces waiting excitement hungry HUNGRY food, relief doctor, introductions touching my feet but, [...]

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The long game

I am a softie. I do sentimental in a big way. I cry a lot, often with happiness. I gravitate to kind people, people with big hearts, people who love dogs, people who care. My favourite songs are all uplifting, soaring (my all time favourite – Elbow’s One Day Like This: throw those curtains wide! [...]

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