I love the changing of the seasons. We are fortunate to live in an area of tree lined streets and it is wonderful going for walks at the moment with all the leaves changing colours and falling to the ground so that you can wade through them with a delicious crunch and swish.
Happy Autumn!
Janine
Loss
A hole in your heart,
the world incomplete, faded
Something slipped from reach
Feeling loss, lost
Memories spark and play,
painful pleasure
Dreams crumble,
all that can never be
Anger
Acid tears fall
A constant ache
Emptiness
blessings, Janine
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My son’s gastric issues have been playing up a lot lately and as a result I have only been getting about 3-5 hours sleep in 1-2 hours blocks (if I’m lucky) for about two months now. Hope of him growing … Continue reading
Musings on Friendship – the long and thoughtful
Create a moment or two of friendship today
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warmly, Janine
Thoughts on friendship – the short and cute
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I believe that one of the keys to happiness is cultivating the ability to find beauty in the ordinary and a sense of wonder about the world. A week or so ago at the Doctors I picked up a brochure … Continue reading
I believe that happiness is a choice. I choose to be happy. Sometimes I feel hurt, angry, frustrated, stressed or sad. I acknowledge these feelings but I choose to focus on the things that I feel good about. There are … Continue reading
I wrote the following poem many years ago in 1993, but it seems appropriate to share it today in light of the tragic shooting at the Sandy Hook Elementary School in Connecticut, America. Sadness, beyond words. Today, hold close those … Continue reading
This is another piece I wrote when I was a teenager. Obviously it has sentimental value to me but I also love the simplicity and innocence of it. Ode To Nana’s Slippers They were my Nana’s slippers – pink with … Continue reading
I am basically the complete opposite of a horder, whatever that is called. I am ruthless about ‘recycling’ anything that is not of obvious practical use to us, but I do keep a few emotional momentos. Most of what I keep is writings, … Continue reading