In my piece about loss and pain, I shared my own personal experience. These are words for a friend who recently lost his son.
When I was a little girl, we lived in a small and remote farming area in the south east of Rhodesia, in a valley called Middle Sabi. It was a bit before the bush war had gained any real momentum, so it hadn't yet become dangerous for civilians, and...
"Love you, Mum" said Daniel, popping his head around the door. "Love you too, my darling" I said, glancing up briefly, then looking back down at what I was busy with. "I love you more " he said, stepping around now and leaning into the doorway -...
Nestled in the heart of Shelly Beach - a small, rural, sea-side fishing village on the Kaipara Harbour, is Jackie's Place... and my favourite thing about Jackie's Place, is her courtyard... Under a vine entwined arch, wooden stairs lead down from...
Daniel is my 10 year old son and the youngest of my three children. His brother, Matthew, is 14; and Lucy, his sister, is 12. Daniel has always been a bit of a different thinker, wise beyond his years but with an untouched innocence, and when he...
In the depths of my belly I knew you were there long before lineal colour declared. That miraculous moment you fused into life stirred a sentience somewhere deep inside. Cloistered and curled in the warmth of my womb I felt you grow and unfurl and...
Inspired by someone who let me see inside.
A husband, my father, and a son; in that order. All three deaths were sudden and unexpected. And I dealt with each very differently... I was 24 when my husband died, we had been married a little over a year, and our son was just 3 months old. One...
Pigments of periwinkle, dew kissed, sparkling, and suddenly dancing, twinkling with enigmatic wonder Enchanting an irrepressible delight, awoken startled, disorientated Ascending in a swirl from deep within my belly, and finding life as an...
For the man I love.
Gossimar shades of early dawn Whisper to the velvet night, "Your vigil is over, Time to let in light." With brushstrokes from the rising sun Sky begins to glow, Stars become translucent, Colour starts to flow. Drifting clouds,...
Chasing Seagulls... Ryan taught me how. We'd go to the beach and I'd watch as his gaze found focus, and fell on the huddles of seagulls scattered across the sand