Panic is highly contagious, especially in situations when nothing is known and everything is in flux. -Stephen King
I don't know about you but I'm celebrating my family and friends being safe, having a fur buddy to cuddle up with me at night, getting up while it is still light out, writing this blog, and gratitude for another day to go searching for more loo roll and kitty litter - the glamour of it all. Stay safe out there!
It's the March linkup party already. I was MIA in February, I had too many things in the air to make time for a post. I hope you join us soon with your own story, all the details are on this blog link from A Chronic Voice After returning from New Orleans, I have been…Read more Spring is in the Air
I jumped straight back into fostering and got 10 week old kittens; Domino and Felix above. They hid behind the wardrobe one on top of the other for most of the eve. I had to locate them with the flashlight on my phone. I got awoken by their pitter patter of paws playing at 1.30am and have been up since watching them and writing.
I've been looking for a new place for 6 months now. I assumed the agent would contact me before the weekend but he hasn't so he's either waiting for my references to check out or Mercury got it's cosmic clutches on my tenancy agreement. Either way me and Oreo are headed into the unknown next week. Care to join us?
As I sit on my bed with curtains closed, sunglasses and ice pack on, ya know...the usual. I'm trying very hard not throw up and not to give up. I woke up this morning and turned to the cat "wtf happened while I was asleep Leo?" Convinced I'd been struck numerous times with a mallet…Read more Welcome to Spoonville
I can't believe we're already entering the second quarter of the year. How's everyones resolutions holding up? I'm kind of glad I didn't make any specific goals myself. I've been so fatigued, my hospital and GP visits alone have been such a tiring factor in this year so far but I also haven't given up…Read more April’s Fool
As the first anniversary of my mam Dawn Emily Kane approaches there’s been a surge of irreconcilable grief and disbelief bubbling to the surface of my awareness. Writing and gentle dance has helped me embrace the great void and flatness that her beautiful gift of motherhood used to fill without us even realising just how understated and effortless she made it appear. Now of course I know how lucky I was to have a woman with that much inner strength to carry herself through life with a playfulness and love so great she touched everyone with a piece of her and so her heart still walks around down here in all her children, grand-children, her sister and brothers, her nieces and nephews, and her friends; she’s never far from us because she gave all of herself to life.
Today was amazing. Seeing my niece and nephew, spending time with them and my sister, brother and brother in law. Catching up on all their news. Christmas cheer is here. So much to be thankful for. A feeling you can only describe as home this festive season. I love that my nephew made sure the…Read more The End of a Dickade