Building Bridges

There’s a tear in my heart I can’t fix. There’s a hole he made you can’t fill. There’s something broken I can't mend. There are stitches in my heart, you helped sew them. There's a bridge over the gaps, you helped build. There's a plaster over my wounds, that's healing thanks to you.

30-Day Gratitude Challenge – Laughter

IT’S all about laughter today - and the winner has to go to my best mate who told me she had read all the Shakespeare plays including “Romeo and Juliet, Twelfth Night and Midsummer Night Murders”. Aye, it’s a popular Shakespeare play that Midsummer Night Murders. 🤦‍♀️ All joking aside, they say laughter is the... Continue Reading →

30-Day Gratitude Challenge – Memories

I WAS really struggling with the prompt for memories yesterday. I’m not someone who likes to dwell on the past too much, maybe because I have a few regrets, probably because I like to think I could have done things differently. Hindsight is 20/20, I know. But while the past might be something that’s difficult... Continue Reading →

A Single Sock

SHE found it at the back of cupboard buried underneath an old jumper and some old tights with a hole in them. It's bright pink colour shone brightly underneath grey wool, and she released a sigh as she pried the single sock free from its dark grasp. She'd been looking for this sock for months... Continue Reading →

30-Day Gratitude Challenge – Words

STICKS and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. Today's prompt in the 30-Day Gratitude Challenge is words. And much like Albus Dumbledore once said, "words are in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic". Our words are important because they give us a voice. No matter who you... Continue Reading →

Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost

THE subway rumbled with intent. It had a direction and a purpose, something that she lacked. She sighed, gaze lifting briefly from the phone in her hands to the teen sitting across from her, books spread across his lap. Studying at the last moment no doubt. His eyes were bleary, hands raising every now and... Continue Reading →

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