I have Fibromyalgia. Well, technically, I probably have Fibromyalgia. According to my doctor there is no single test that can tell you that you definitely do or don’t have Fibromyalgia. It’s all about looking at the “constellation of symptoms” and ruling out other possibilities. It boils down to me “most likely” having Fibromyalgia. There is noContinue reading “Fibromyalgia and Me”
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Symbols of my Life
I was considering the Weekly Photo Challenge of ‘Symbol’ and wondering how this could be applied in my macro world. I could have taken photos of my engagement ring, but that’s not very original, so in the end I decided to think about important moments in my life and photos that symbolise them. This wasContinue reading “Symbols of my Life”
Pony Love
As you know, if you have been reading for a while, my daughter is horse-mad. I spend many weekends watching her ride in lessons and competitions. It’s her ‘thing’. This is her in the middle of a competition at the weekend, between rounds. She looks like she’s communicating telepathically with the pony! I decided toContinue reading “Pony Love”
Bee Memories
Here’s a lovely little bee for you from a week or two back, before the weather turned wet and blustery. Remember the bees? They swarmed in our house, which was a tad unfortunate, and then set up home in the soffits of our roof. We grew quite fond of them after a while as theyContinue reading “Bee Memories”
On typewriters, of romance
Today we have forgotten whose shoulders we stand On typewrites, the greats works have been produced but on occasion, mediocre sequels too let us not be an unkind sequel Typewriters were the combination of engineering meeting out romance and the mundane Love letters producing the most careful of tears “My dearest darling”Continue reading “On typewriters, of romance”
Showering with Sheep
I’m showering with the window open again, despite the chill. It’s one of those summer mornings where the sun hasn’t got going yet. The kind of day that saw me as a child stood at a bus stop for a day out dressed in shorts and a jumper in a strange mix of optimism andContinue reading “Showering with Sheep”
life
I feel solid strong permanent yet this life is fragile the end unavoidable unmentionable undeniable abrupt and when it comes will I be ready have I lived truly lived have I left my mark or will I fade forgotten
Home
I can’t write poetry. My brain is slightly addled by codeine as the pain was lingering long today. I’ve tried to assemble my thoughts but they keep running away. I am thinking of home, and how this was my home, my childhood home. Visiting is comfortable, like wearing old familiar clothes. Though things have changedContinue reading “Home”
unabridged
within these walls my heart’s desire my soul’s requirement family remade from ruin with love and laughter playfulness tomfoolery where parsnips and bacon are as bouquets received with joy affection and silliness are one and with my hand in yours we are living unabridged
the passing storm
the tide is turning waves are building higher with each day a build up of tension stress until all is drowning sinking suffocating overcome by obligations responsibilities a task list so long its a novel so many things so many pills so many, many things and pills all piling up so high so high soContinue reading “the passing storm”
