One day in September
Saturday 14th September. Just a regular weekend day. Duck was away on a boy's cycling weekend. So we headed to the park for a game of basketball.
Saturday 14th September. Just a regular weekend day. Duck was away on a boy's cycling weekend. So we headed to the park for a game of basketball.
On your birthday this year, I wrote a lot about your transition to young adulthood and the shedding of the innocent layers of your youth. Your child-like desires and actions are becoming more like a translucent desert mirage rather than an every day occurrence. So when I see a bit of that magical desire for [...]
"Your children are not a masterpiece that you create. They are their own masterpiece, creating themselves, and you have been given the privilege of watching them be the artist." ~ J. Warren Welch. Evie, never before have I been so aware of this great privilege than when I watched you perform in your final [...]
Two digits. One decade. Two often-conflicting personalities vying for attention of your body and mind. One young lady yearning to grow up quickly and gain total independence and autonomy, whilst the younger, more innocent and fragile Evie is pushed to the side, even when it is she who has the greater need for the [...]