There is no way…
…to die of cancer 32 months And there is no way to die of cancer when your mother asks you to wait until she dies There is also no way for both mother and son to simultaneously die of cancer…
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I sometimes wonder
…what people mean when they say I have a beautiful name. I’ve heard it, said it, spelt it, read it and mispronounced it so many times, I have taken it entirely for granted. Mostly though, I wonder how one…
I hear in your voice
…the emotions and memories of each of your last 29 years. And though your voice broke a long time ago, I still hear you before. Now I hear the yellow of your hope when you say “I’m sad but…
I remember the first time
…my mother told me she loved me. It was at the end of a dutiful telephone conversation across continents, as unexpected as it was terrifying. I would spend days afterwards asking myself what happened Thankfully, there have been many more…
I didn’t like her
…for a few years. There was a time when I thought she was ok company. But then she realised the power she had and took advantage of getting me into trouble with it. When you’re not a trouble-maker, getting punished…