There are times when it’s okay to go to my woman cave.
Thanks to aei.03* I have been nominated for my 2nd Liebster award.* Thank you https://aeipril.wordpress.com/about/ for nominating me – aei.03* is a lovely writer and I enjoy her poetry. If you want to learn more about her, you are invited to view her blog! Continue reading
This is my submission for Cee’s Black & White Challenge: Large Subjects
Every little girl thinks her dad is a giant. He could lift her up to touch stars, laugh with such a force that shakes the ground, and scare monsters away just by showing them his face.
My dad was my giant… for many years.
One day when I was in junior high Dad took me to downtown by letting me ride in the back of his bike. When we reached a big hill, he started peddling hard, but it didn’t take me long to realize that he couldn’t make it to the top. How could this be possible? My dad CAN do anything!
I leaned forward, moved my body back and forth, and lifted myself off the seat… I wanted to reduce my weight so Dad could make it to the top.
After some struggling, Dad got off…
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Showcasing mummuddlingthrough! mum of three, who has bless me! Her post resonates with me deep today. >ToLife<
Monday January 4th 2011 wasn’t really just any old Monday. It was the first Monday of the new year, the day we all dragged ourselves back to work after an over indulgent Christmas. The morning was dark and damp, and Mr G and I were tired as we had spent the weekend in London, as part of his Christmas present, watching football and having a romantic weekend away.
We had been married 6 months, and were hoping that we might be blessed with a mini-G anytime soon. We were trying to focus elsewhere, the house, having fun, but deep down we couldn’t wait for it to happen.
As we so often do in the excitement of a fresh new year beginning, that morning Mr G was full of ideas of getting fit and saving money, so he insisted on cycling to the station. ‘You’re mad’ I bantered with him, it…
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