dear cl

The husband told me this morning just after 4am that you were no longer with us, that your fight was over. I don't think it registered with him what he was actually saying to me, as he closed his eyes and drifted off back to sleep. Well, that's what it looked like to me. I …

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but it’s my poo!

I remember sitting up immediately when I heard it; "My poo! Not your poo!" Then I heard the next part; "No it's MY poo!" Cue me practically falling over my own feet (again) in my rush to get downstairs, in the hopes that I wasn't going to find a bedroom covered in that first morning …

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life without the drugs

It's been almost 2 months since I took my last pill. No, it wasn't something that I discussed with my shrink, because it just kind of happened, without me intentionally doing it.  I tried to go off of my anti-depressants at the end of May, beginning of June and it didn't go well. I was …

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petrol fumes and my guardian angel

Yesterday morning, something pretty amazing happened to me. In true me style, I pulled into my closest petrol station with 5km left in my tank. My salary cleared late, and I made it home on Tuesday night with 20km left in my tank. I was running a little late yesterday; I had gotten up later …

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remembering you

There is a certain fragrance in my life, that transports me instantly back to my childhood. To sleepovers and giggles, to whacks across my backside, lazy summer days at the public pools, and trips on the bus across town. To long hugs, nuzzling my face into the crook of your neck, sitting at your dresser …

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