dancing with the angels

I am so jealous, gorgeous girl as I watch all these people dressed divinely walk through those same doors that we did after months of deciphering on ASOS. I see them come in and witness the committee heads being bossy about the decorations, I hope I was never that bad! I witness them take their…

Tarnished

People do not come in to our lives as blank canvases, I think that is why we adore babies so much, for there are no marks are upon them, nothing has influenced them yet. But everyone you meet however significant you become to them has had a life lived before you and without you. They…

The world is not black and white

My Uncle Malcolm died yesterday morning and I wrote a poem similar to this which I shared with him. I’ve now written another version of it to share. We always shared the view that the world was not black and white and I wanted to reflect that here. He provided me with countless debates over…

Hearts are heavy

I never knew heartbreak was an actual thing. Not a physical thing anyway. I thought it was something people just said but over the past week, I have felt it. A pain in my chest. Real pain and a heavy heart. My uncle is dying. My uncle. My dad’s twin brother. My cousin’s dad. The…