Click- click- my thumb is pressing down on the button of our van’s electronic key, my hand outstretched towards the brass lock. I am standing at my front door, staring at the faded yellow paint and the silver door handle, wondering, why hasn’t it opened yet? When what I am doing dawns upon me, a… Continue reading 16. The voices in my head
Tag: fear
11. Rollercoasters and other metaphors
At 37 weeks pregnant the exhaustion is quite overwhelming; I am getting very breathless and finding it difficult to stand. Yesterday I told the children that I would not be able to play “you can’t catch me” anymore. What a disappointment I am. I have never felt this tired in a pregnancy before. From my… Continue reading 11. Rollercoasters and other metaphors
9. Upon stopping to smell the roses
For many years I have had a somewhat obsessive-compulsive/guilt-motivated relationship with the old “stop and smell the roses” cliché. When out walking, if I passed a fence overhung with roses, I simply had to stop to smell them because otherwise I felt I was not truly ‘embracing life’. The wisdom of the old adage was… Continue reading 9. Upon stopping to smell the roses
3. The Transition Plan
(Wednesday 16th September) My heart rate hasn’t slowed all day. I feel a little queasy, a bit jittery. My mind is a useless, buzzing haze. This morning I received an email from our caseworker with our draft transition plan attached. After nearly nine months of waiting for phone calls to be returned, so little progress,… Continue reading 3. The Transition Plan
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