I am loved

I blubbed AGAIN yesterday, as I spent countless more hours clearing out the freaking attic. Just when I think I've broken the back of it, I discover another cache of shite. No, not shite. Beautiful things. More letters and cards and photos and postcards and messages. The tears weren't about the mess - though that's... Continue Reading →

Ruthless measures

Yesterday was yet another day filled with memories as I finally emptied the attic. Hooley dooley, the stuff I'd squirreled away! Every birthday card I'd ever received, every newspaper article I'd ever written, stickers I'd collected as a child, my HSC exam papers, love letters ... It was unsettling to read the cards from Husband... Continue Reading →

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