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The fact that you don't have a lump in your throat, A bulge in your pants, or stubble on your chin, Doesn't mean you're not a man at heart.
#disabilityaware Being a parent comes with it's highs and lows and it's fair share of happiness, sadness and sheer frustration. Today is a day of sheer frustration.
I wrote this for my nephew, who is doing time.
What if you were always blind. There was nothing that you could find. Darkness was only thing that you could see No wonder even if your pet had a flea.
It's around 11 o'clock in the morning and I should be at school, but my dad called the school an told them I was sick. I guess he actually does understand me. I bet he always has had my back.
Chapter 9: Will’s P.O.V ‘WOAH. I JUST GOT A HUG OFF A FIT FEMALE DIVER. HEHE!’ I thought. Tom’s P.O.V I was sat on the stairs just watching the crowd. Some girls saw me and waved and I waved back.
"Tell me," I said suddenly, the sun peaking through the edge of the sea. "What happens next?" "Well we have breakfast then I take you back to the car" Garrett grinned. He knew what I meant.
Seeing everyone cry hurts. It hurts when you're not crying when you think you should. It hurts seeing everyone so hurt. I don't cry not because I'm not sad but because I need to stay strong.
Chapter 1 Tilly was a ordinary girl with a exciting life, she lived in a horse sanctuary which was perfect for her because she loved horses and wanted to help as many as she could.She lived with her...
He's may not be as smart as most and at times he gets under my skin but little does he know how much I love him.
#disabilityaware (Needs a bit of work bit it's a start) The words dance and skip; The brow creases. The words twist and turn; Hope ceases. Just try I urge As the tears fall.
This is written for my beautiful daughter!.
Right well I was going to write this as a poem but I'm so friggin tired I'm not sure I could do a poem justice right now.
From a girls POV I couldn't believe what this person had texted me. I hadn't done anything to upset them, only raised my hand a few times to my favourite teacher - who just happened to be a guy.
Every day, A kiss from mum, Makes the pain numb. Any second, A peck from dad, Makes me glad. All the time, A hug from my sister, makes my nightmares blister.
During my initial 3 days for the Massage For People Living With Cancer (MFPLWC) course I learnt more about the people I deal with.
So here's the story I have to have to share, my life is not that interesting but today it got good :) So Niquita my daughter is having recurrent headaches at the minute which they are investigating.
Can't sleep. Can't breath. Chest too tight. Blocked up nose. Tissue, then blow. Cough, cough and cough. Quick breaths. Dizzy. Phone mum. Pick up,pick up. Voice mail. Try again. Pick up,pick up.
Wow wow wow wow wow wow..... Amazing news. I know this really isn't the place but I can't contain my excitement anymore...
So my grandad has cancer of the bowel and prostrate. His prostate cancer is being contained by the use of hormonal injections to the stomach every three months.
Here it is straight. My girls are in a girl band called 'Union' and they've reached the area finals of Open Mic UK. If they get through the next round, they're off to sing at the O2 Arena in London.
Outside is fear Inside is steady Outside is the unknown Inside I'm ready Outside I panic and double up in pain ...
So the preparations are well under way. For the big day. I'm really happy for my brother. Not so much for his significant other. We went today for a bridesmaid dress fitting.
Stood on the field. Prime for the crown. Wait for what results would yield. To be the queen of the little town. The name was said. It wasn't hers. To a shoulder she bowed her head.