Posts tagged ‘growing up’

Turning Thirty One

A little patter of feet scurried across the hall, a sweet and small voice alerting me to the news: ‘It’s your birthday, mama’. Her lips curled…

Rising

One day a few weeks back, after Ella had woken up from a nap she said, “I’m a bit grumpy, Mummy. Not too bad, but a…

Playing House

When I was little, I longed to be sixteen. Like it was then that I’d finally be cool and pretty and worldly. When I was sixteen,…

Middle Place

My mother is not the touchy-feely type. She arrives at the front door like the whole world’s behind her, the sing-songy hell-o-ooo of her arrival already…

Mish-Mashing

“Joel, let’s buy a 1950’s trailer and travel across America for a year”, I said yesterday. “Okay”, he replied, without missing a beat. “Let’s do it.”…