My son’s first love:

I saw it all through his eyes, How he waited for her, Nervously, holding his breath, His first love, The one who would capture his heart, How he thought he was “better off dead,” Than twiddling his thumbs in the shadowlands, “She will come, my son, With your name on her heart, my child, But more

Snapshots of my life:

We celebrated Tom's birthday back in March.
We celebrated Tom’s birthday back in March.

 

I miss her running monologue…

That’s right, my twelve year old daughter went back to school yesterday and I miss her! I know, I’m not supposed to say that, I’m supposed to be celebrating my freedom, right? She was here for six weeks over the summer holidays and from the moment we woke up to the moment we went to more