Currently reading…

…not from the pages of a book

but from opened hearts

souls bared

snippets of lives

precious thoughts never before given to others.


Words so tangible

for a minute

I am invited into your world

and I am honoured

because I know how hard it can be.


Beautiful words

tenderly offered 

born from love, pain, joy, purity

giving life’s everything.

January prompt-a-day with write alm today’s prompt is – currently reading

You all amaze me…thank you for allowing me into your worlds.

Jane xx


Reflection on a life overshadowed

I cannot make you well. I am not a doctor, nurse, maker of miracles. But, if I could you know I would because when I see your pain it fills me with a sadness I cannot put into words.

It has taken so many things from you…us. Sometimes at its worst you are a shadow floating around us; a ghost.

I would be a liar if I said it doesn’t make me angry because sometimes I could scream until my lungs burst. This anger is not for you but for it.

We do hide its impact on our lives from others because even though they care they wouldn’t understand…why should they?

Sometimes I feel so sad I can hardly breath but thankfully that is not often. I have to stay strong, be the prop; and that’s fine because I am not the one in constant pain.

We deal with this everyday; sometimes quietly, sometimes less so.

I know you don’t want sympathy because that is just a reminder of what you have to endure every day. But I want you to know that I am happy, I love you with every bone in my body, even when I am angry, and I wouldn’t want to walk this bumpy road with anyone else.

January prompt-a-day with write alm today’s prompt is – reflection.

You have no idea how good it felt to write that…personal therapy (aka daily writing).

Jane xx


Familiar phrases

J o y

H a p p i n e s s

L o v e

L a u g h t e r…

…not phrases, I know, but single words. You have brought these and much, much more to our lives.

Our boy.

Today you are 14 so these two familiar phrases are just for you…

Happy Birthday

I love you

Mum xx

James 14th birthday

January prompt-a-day from write alm – today’s prompt is: familiar phrases

Take flight

I know one day it has to be…it is what we have prepared you for while nurturing you and loving you (more than we ever imagined).

In quiet moments I dare to think how it will be to not see your smile every morning and feel your arms hug me; but my heart sinks so low I can hardly breath.

What will we do? What will life be? Who will beat box for us (even though it sometimes drives us mad)? Who will your dad play his bass guitar with? Who will tell us about minecraft? Who will snuggle up to me on the sofa when your dad is at work? 

You enrich our lives more than you will ever know, truly. You have the kindest heart, the best sense of humour and the softest kisses.

It will happen and we know it.

You will take flight and we will be so proud of you, our boy.

January prompt-a-day from write alm – take flight is today’s prompt.


I hope you enjoying your weekend and I wish you a happy week ahead.

Jane xx

In my hand

Hello and happy Monday!! How has the start of this week gone for you? Great I hope!

Today’s December Photo A Day words are  ‘S o m e t h i n g  Y o u  H e l d’  so I decided that a bottle of perfume would be my image for today.

Now, this is no ordinary bottle of perfume…there is a little story behind it! I was looking after my beautiful and wonderful friend Emilia’s cat earlier this year and while I was there I spotted some perfume in her lounge. We have known each other for far too many year’s to even mention and I knew she wouldn’t mind me having a spray…so I did! Wow did I love that perfume, it was heavenly and one I have never heard of before. I did confess to Emilia that I’d had a spray…or two…or three and she didn’t mind one bit!  Anyway, I had Emilia and our other wonderful friend Jane around for food and wine last Friday and guess what she brought me? Yes, the perfume…to keep (loud excited squeal!).

So, this is why the perfume is no ordinary perfume because it was given with so much love…thanks Mila, you are a truly amazing friend xxx

A treasured gift from Mila

The days that came after

Well folks it’s Friday again, another week just zipped by! I don’t even remember some of the days happening the week went so fast!!

This weeks creative writing is a bit sad I am afraid. I don’t know where it came from but I must have something on my mind, not sure what though. It must be hidden deep somewhere, but I am glad I got it out in this piece of writing.

T h e   d a y s   t h a t   c a m e   a f t e r

You were taken from me, and the days that came after I couldn’t bear to exist; so I slept instead. Without you I didn’t want to see, I didn’t want to hear, I didn’t want to breathe because you couldn’t.

I felt angry at the sun for shining, at the sky for being such a perfect blue and at the birds for singing their sweet songs.

Without you there I was empty. I blamed myself, as if somehow I deserved the agonising pain of this life without light. I was in a dark place in the days that came after.

Then one morning I woke to a bright shaft of sunlight piercing through the gap in the curtains and I felt you near. I closed my eyes and heard your laughter and that’s when I cried. All the sadness stuck fast, right inside me, until that moment.

After I cried I remembered all the good things; I still felt so very sad but now with a warm blanket of memories wrapped round me I laid my head down and found some peace.

Wishing you a  l o v e l y  weekend x x

This place

Hello and I hope you have had a splendid week so far?

This second piece of creative writing is written from the heart, this is about me and mine and not a work of fiction.

T h i s   p l a c e

It’s where I have laughed until I couldn’t breathe, cried myself to sleep; felt helpless, felt happiest, kissed, hugged, talked, and brought home my baby. It’s a place of untold memories, not just mine but the people before.

It’s like I haven’t known any other, just this, so familiar as if this is where my life began and all others were imagined.

Life was formed here, death looked over my shoulder here; lives are lived here. We sing, we dance, we play, we create, we grow, we love, oh yes we love. We shout and there is silence, there are others and there is just us.

It’s ours: it smells of us, feels like us; and when we return after a long journey we rest our heads here and feel safe.

It’s where we feel like nothing else matters in the world. This place is not simply bricks and mortar it’s where we belong; the three of us.

Happy Friday and wishes for a lovely weekend.

Jane x x

I wonder

Hello and happy Friday to you all!! The weekends do seem to come round quickly these days don’t you think?

We had a lovely walk today out in the countryside and as we walked we came across a felled tree, not so unusual you might think? Well it wasn’t unusual apart from the fact that it had two names etched into it ‘Kirk and Kath’ and the year ‘1963’. It made me wonder, are Kirk and Kath still together, did they have kids, are they still happy? They must have been so in love when they etched their names on that tree and it’s still there, albeit felled, all these years later.

The image is part of The August Break. Have you and your love ever etched your name in a tree? There is something so romantic and eternal about it.

Wishing you a truly wonderful weekend my friends xxx