Surviving the Days ... and the Weeks and the Torment.


Words I write don't necessarily make sense to you... I don't expect them to, maybe I don't even want them to... The thoughts are written fragmented and incomplete! I do not write for any form of external validation.. What you read may not have the same meaning as what I write... But do not underestimate the personal significance of my words! An essential part of who I am is only evident in my writing... It had been locked away after it was used against me... Everything you need, in order to hurt me, is right here!

Sunday, December 25, 2005

Over Again

I woke this morning to Little boy at my bedroom door

"Mum, it's Christmas morning!" his excitement was catching

We spent the morning unwrapping, playing, assembling and playing more

I opened my pressie and choked up, so proud of my boy and his kind heart

Little boy went off to spend the rest of the day (and next 2weeks) with his Dad

I lunched out with my Mum, no cooking or cleaning definitely the way to go

The last two days with family is what it's all about, time and laughter shared

I hope you've enjoyed your Holiday, showing appreciation for those you care for

Don't take for granted those who mean the most, today or any other day!

Posted by Ted at 9:54 am

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