Being a grown up

I look at my little girls, listen to them laughing and see them smiling. I hear their little grizzles about all the terrible things in their lives. Not being able to find their favourite toy, not being allowed to stay at the park or being unhappy with their lot at dinner time. I envy them their childhood and I worry for them about when their time comes to be grown ups. There are so many things to worry about as a grown up. What our generation are doing to the environment. The terrible atrocities that are going on in the…

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Are you single?

“Are you single?” Asked my two year old, as she turned on the bathroom tap.  “No.” I thought sadly. I’m about as far from single as it’s possible to be. My days of being young, free and single are firmly behind me and I am officially old, captive and taken.  But as she chattered away to me, washing her hands, playing in the water and wandering off to get herself dressed, her question sent me back to a time when the answer would have been different.  I thought about the holidays I used to have. Hopping on a last minute…

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