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This was such a sweet memory. Poignant is the word. I remember those days and I’m thinking of how perspectives change as many age. Not all of us tho. Children are fresh and innocent. Gosh, it made me cry. So very lovely in a bittersweet way.

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Thank you Dona.

Strange the stuff you remember isn’t it?

A strong theme of my childhood (and probably other peoples) was coming to terms with stuff that’s important to you meaning Jack shit to others. And you can hold on to it as sad, or recognise the beauty in those rare and special times in which we align with others. It’s like a portal is open.❤️

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I love what you are doing. Haven't seen anything like this before. Such a normal person! Getting lost in books in poems n stories I like to feed my mind with good stuff like this..... human being REAL stuff.

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The stuff I write is quite random depending what mood I’m in. but this is a little story that’s been sitting in my heart for so long, I wanted to share it. I appreciate your comments and yeah let’s keep it real ❤️

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I resonate with this story and it's message. What a clever story

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Thank you. There’s always a message isn’t there, even in our very saddest learnings💔

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Love this. I see only stars in your writing. It reminds me so vividly of the times when I naively believed that I could happen upon a powerful chemical potion by mixing toothpaste, squash and bits of wunda-web. And that if I could climb a little further each time up that drainpipe behind the sorting office, I would eventually be pretty much the equivalent of Spider-Man. My plan was that me and my best friend would fight crime. He had a dustbin lid.

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It’s bittersweet the way as kids we convince ourselves of our superpowers isn’t it. I always believed I would be able to fly….if only I dared jump off a bit high enough to test it out.

Then there’s the idea I always had that if I could just get a few helium balloons and attach them to my arms…..

I really wanted to fly.

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I put this on Facebook then within 15 minutes took it down cause sometimes with posts, you feel exposed, silly (or I do).

Within minutes I got a lovely DM from someone who had never ever contacted me before asking me why I had taken it down and saying it had made tears run down her face. I know this shit shouldn’t matter but on a day I felt a little insecure, it really lifted my spirits.❤️

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The Baby William I remember having most had an emerald green sleep suit and his hair was straight and such a beautiful colour- a blonde/brown.

He was a lot less creepy looking than this fucker I managed to find a photo of😳😂

I loved the matchbox element- used to pretend it was his little carry cot.😍

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They’re fleeting times, but special…..

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