It is definitely okay to admit that you are not okay and to give yourself time to work through that.

Where do you stand on poetry? Love it, loathe it, or not really fussed?

I met a friend today, to have a walk in the sunshine and grab a take-out coffee and pretend for a short moment that all was right and normal

Mothers always make things right, don't they? I cannot do this though, I have no answers and no way to make everything okay.

I am struggling with all of the noise, the relentless headlines & those with loud voices who seldom appear to have any humility...