Category Archives: Grief

Guest author: S. Jackson – Regarding Child Loss

I’m not the woman I once was…I know the hurt, the battle within. I’m not the woman I once was… I’m not the mama I once was… but I’m me, please take me as I am, full of flaws… I … Continue reading

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Gone Forever – from ‘Jamie Dark’

When my wife died I was lost. We’d been married for thirty years, and when I retired we spent most of our time together. Over the past few years we hadn’t bothered with friends much, just did our own thing, … Continue reading

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A spiritual wet kipper

You know those life-lessons that come out of the blue and slap you round the face with a wet kipper? I had one of those today… and it was right that I should do so. I firmly believe that we … Continue reading

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Photo prompt round-up – Glimpsed #writephoto

The photograph for this week’s prompt was taken from inside one of the cells at Buckingham Gaol, now a museum. The tiny castle-like building dominates the centre of the town and has a very strange atmosphere. The cell doors were … Continue reading

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Luxury

Valleys are blasted; Earth raped by greed, Sees unfulfilled need. Childhoodless children Tread softly in mines. Diamonds on fingers; Within each stone lingers The spectre of hunger Exploited for show. The high cost of vanity, Lacking humanity, Devours itself. The … Continue reading

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Unchanging

Ronovan’s weekly haiku prompt

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Bringing it home

This is my granddaughter on Wednesday, face down on the floor, sleeping peacefully… safe, loved, exhausted by giggling. Another photograph of a small child, face down on the floor, made the news on Wednesday. Face down in the sand, washed … Continue reading

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When a smile breaks your heart

I frequently write about my son… as I see him every day, it is natural that he is very much part of my everyday life, even without the story of his incredible journey to tell. But I have two sons, … Continue reading

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Eyes of a fish

After five hours of being stood upon, my feet ache and my back is not in the slightest bit happy. On the other hand, I did manage to catch a fish. This was not, I hasten to add, a mere … Continue reading

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Normal rules don’t apply

“I’d kill the bastard, if it was one of my kids.” I’ve heard that so many times over the past few years since my son was stabbed through the brain. I can understand it; that is precisely what I would … Continue reading

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