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Invisible

I wanted to write down exactly how I felt but somehow the paper stayed empty.And I could not have described it any better. I've not written much in recent months. Started trying to write about our advent this year but although various activities continued the writing did not. That combination of time, exhaustion and struggling… Continue reading Invisible

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The trauma of picking up a pencil

Yep, I'm still here, somewhere, it's been a crazy few months [read I need more sleep] and I don't feel like I stop even with the youngest now at the primary germ factory in the mornings all week. Tonight has been another night of homework tantrums. It's a cycle that is oh so familiar, so… Continue reading The trauma of picking up a pencil