Aaaggghhh…. the little girl is always there, fully open to the world, light blue eyes wide with wonder, drifting, floating, with boundless curiosity, as if she’s never grown up. She is afraid, but also full of love, a love she gives, even when she perhaps should not. Five years old and she comforts her distraught …
Month: August 2025
How I love this young man, perhaps my greatest teacher. He can quash my anger with his smile, melt any resentment, as he holds my gaze. What he gives me when I hold his stare, to let him witness me, not as his father, but as another human being, full of wonder. There’s a great …
I lie on the decking by the pond, a hot English summer’s afternoon. My brow sweats, my mind churns with dread. A persistent feeling the last few hours… lost, sad, broken. Theodor is away, on summer travels and adventures with his mummy. But I think of him, as I often do, my first born. His …