Drip…drip…drip goes the waiting. 8 months ago a windstorm swept through bringing sudden, unexpected change. A massive gum tree ripped from the earth cutting our home in two. Drip…drip…drip goes the waiting. Our heart lays in wait as the insurance claim drags out to what seems a life sentence. This week brought a gush of…… Continue reading Day 252
Day 245
I had a dream. It seemed for so long the tree crushed you or the windstorm swept you away. All goes quiet and I am reminded of you. A wave of what once was washes over me and it pulls on my heart. 5 years ago we found each other. You are a piece of…… Continue reading Day 245
Day 238
I never really got winter, all the doom, the gloom and darkness used to engulf me. Melbourne with its wet and cold windy days, chilled me right to my bones. A thick heavy fog clung till the very last day. Then I moved to the hills and everything changed. Each morning I wake to the…… Continue reading Day 238
Day 231
I heard about this magic place that peaks this time of year. Evergreens line the entrance, masking what I am about to see. The earth is soft and moist as I tread quietly through the shaded thick green canopy. Stepping into an opening I am welcomed with bursts of light, escaping through the bare trees.…… Continue reading Day 231
Day 224
Everything has changed again I’ll never forget you I have moved on I’ll never forget you The anguish in my heart has dulled I’ll never forget you Peace washes over me I’ll never forget you The past is far behind me I’ll never forget you Life goes on I’ll never forget you A smile breaks…… Continue reading Day 224
Day 217
Sometimes in life you have to let the story of another take you away. This week I got lost in the words of my Mum. Looking through the world with her eyes, her life unfolding before me. Following the twists and turns, triumphs and heartaches. I discovered the woman she is today. Experiences emerge, life…… Continue reading Day 217
Day 210
I found my way back home this week. Breaking through the hesistance of turning down that street. Slowly moving up the tree lined driveway shaking my head in disbelief. The house still sits there waiting. It’s wound so deep and open, exposed so vulnerably. Cautious of spending too much time there I head…… Continue reading Day 210
