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  • The web of care

    And all over again I am sitting here wrapped in that familiar web of dread, fury, anxiety, despair and love. It feels like there is nothing left to do but write. To find a home for this most toxic mix of emotions. Nothing in life prepares you for that wash of love when a child,…

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  • A place at the table

    I feel like a dog with a bone- all sparked off by a comedian’s use of the word re***d and almost 30 years of being the mother of a beautiful daughter with learning disabilities. This blog was not meant to be going here- it was meant to be looking in a different direction but there…

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  • Balance

    Is there still time in this fast moving world for balance? I wonder. Is there time to think through an argument, listen to both sides, digest, cogitate, debate, reason. Is there room to listen, really listen before you come to a conclusion and jump in with both feet landing firmly on one side or the…

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