A daughter is just a little girl who grows up to be your best friend.

#dateswithmydaughter Victoria was a wonderful time together this week. We went to Mugg & Bean in Cresta Shopping Centre– each time we congratulate ourselves on living on the edge, choosing such an exciting option – not. 😉

We laughed and spoke too much to take pictures of anything… but Dennis has served us before and seems content in bringing endless ice and the rosemary salt on the side to whatever we order.

It is a great joy to be able to spend hours talking with your 20-year-old mini-me. Not running out of subject matter. My daughter is a fascinating creature and I obviously love her, but I also like her very much.

I think this is something you only learn when your kids are older. You always love them, but you don’t always like them. Or like what they do.

We had to pick up a few things and getting in the car, I realised five hours had passed.

I love your crazy ass chicken. Sorry about making you and the brothers listen to Billy Connolly on the school drive. It helped my anxiety post-divorce at the time, but probably not character building for you. 🙈 I’m a flawed, human Mom… yet you are doing fabulously. I’m very proud of your achievements.

#VictoriasMom
#theoriginalcast

Christmas. Done.

    • My daughter, Victoria and long-time apprentice son in law, Jeandré visited @SirNoid and I quite unexpectedly for Christmas.
    • @SirNoid may as well have slaughtered a sheep for the proverbial return, as he roasted the biggest lamb I’ve ever seen in our oven. He prepared it beautifully and we all enjoyed it tremendously. Well done husband. You did amazing.

SirNoid & Wenchy

Continue reading “Christmas. Done.”

Shooting stars.

I wish I realised earlier in my life that I was always only going to be but a vessel. Providing guidance, love and affection but in a supporting role.

They were alive inside me, being knitted together… but with that first breath after birth, children are shooting stars into a tomorrow that does not belong to me, as their mother.

#ynwa

My eldest son, Kev and I this morning. I’m literally holding onto the last few moments together before he and Maxine relocates to the 🇬🇧 UK on Thursday. #ynwa

Things never happen the
same way twice, dear one.
–The Chronicles of Narnia

When your child lives over the sea.

“It is eerily terrifying that there is no sound when a heart breaks. Car accidents end with a bang, falling ends with a thud, even writing makes the scratching sound of pencil against paper. But the sound of a heartbreaking is completely silent. Almost as though no one, not even the universe itself could create a sound for such devastation. Almost as though silence is the only way the universe could pay its respect to the sound of a heart falling apart.”
― Nikita Gill

Next month it is a year since my Liam James moved to the UK. I feel as if I both mourn and celebrate him daily. I am excited about the things he does over the sea, yet the sadness of being without him clings to me. Continue reading “When your child lives over the sea.”