time has been marching on: two children’s birthdays, a school term, some holidays, a house move. more school, more playcentre. some illness.
i find companionship in online spaces – twitter & facebook. i find companionship in the community closer to home – at playcentre.
i struggle with my mood disorder. i try to learn more about myself and strategies for parenting well & unwell.
and all the happy people & i feel like i’m in that stevie smith poem & one day i’ll say to you: ” Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
(Still the dead one lay moaning)
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.”