Between moments…a breath.
In seconds, gone.
In hearts forever.
Good-bye, David. Good-bye.
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I’ll write again…just as soon as it stops hurting to breathe.
Drift among the scribbles of writer Janet Gogerty
A blog of introspection
Rambling in the British Countryside
Sanoja, kuvia, ääniä
...where the ladies are headstrong and the man is outnumbered.
Autism diagnosis , Old lady living with autism. Advocating for myself
Chopping Grating Cooking Baking
I am what I am and nothing changes
Drift among the scribbles of writer Janet Gogerty
A blog of introspection
Rambling in the British Countryside
Sanoja, kuvia, ääniä
...where the ladies are headstrong and the man is outnumbered.
Autism diagnosis , Old lady living with autism. Advocating for myself
Chopping Grating Cooking Baking
I am what I am and nothing changes
Random thoughts with sporadically profound meaning
If you aren't living on the edge, you're taking up too much space
Rhymes and Reasons
Musings of a first-time mommy
A Total Eclipse of the Art
A Modern Mystery School
"Good science fiction doesn’t have safe spaces.” -Mark Pontin
What if you spent every day looking for One Beautiful Thing?
Life with two children with autism and a mum that believes in miracles.
