How did I get to this point in my life?
Saturdays are no longer about a leisurely read of the West with a long homemade latte or two.
They are now all about what time we have to take one of our kids to their friends/relatives birthday parties.
I am no longer Mark, I am Clem's dad.
I no longer go to my own friends parties, we go to each others kids parties. We dont drink wine and eat fancy little morsels. We share red cordial and fairy bread.
Just Some Reflections
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Oh I am sad today. Just sad that my son, Sam, is gone – I have been
pondering permanence and finality and it just seems that the sheer
unfixable nature of ...
1 day ago
1 comments:
6:58 pm
Mark, claw back your youth, buy a red convertable!
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