I like to say stuff. This has been the case since I learned to turn infantile noises into fully formed words and phrases. However, this burgeoning new skill was sometimes a source of embarrassment for my parents, coming as it did without any of the checks and balances provided by the complementary skills of tact […]
Tag: widowhood
1st July 1978-2024
There are 46 years between the dates in the title of this post. Enough years to count as a lifetime and yet, they seem to have passed by in no time. On the 1st of July 1978, my father gave me away to the man who would remain steadfastly by my side for the next […]