Our mum started writing a blog when she found out she was sick.
And she continued writing that blog after she found out the illness was gone.
She learnt to
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And
Underline in bold
And
Take photos.
We learnt to forget the camera was there and she caught us
LAUGHING
CRYING
GRINNING GAP-TOOTHED SMILES
MUDDY.
We were muddy a lot back then.
And this childhood
Immortalised
A fairy-tale
Printed on pages
For anyone to read.
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But most importantly, perhaps,
We learnt to LOVE
In safety.
Where mistakes could be made.
Where we could grow.
And fly the nest when we were ready.
It’s a bumpy ride
Learning to fly.
Sometimes the wind is too strong for us.
Sometimes we need shelter from the rain.
Sometimes we need love.
Sometimes we need protection.
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We are adults now.
Our childhood immortalised in memories.
We study.
And plan weddings which won’t happen yet.
We move out and come home every three hours for food
And hugs
And wisdom.
And just the smallest amount of teasing.