When

The other day I was told several times, in a kind of dismissive way, sometimes patronising way, that the way the “nearly the adults” are behaving – is normal. That I shouldn’t be complaining. That every other parent of “ nearly an adult “ was living the same, on a day-to-day basis. Can I be... Continue Reading →

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Breaking Dawn

Tom had been out most of the day. He must have had a nice day, spending time with his friend and family. They had a nice family lunch and then all went out. They must have had a nice day. That evening his friend was going to stop at another friends. Tom sent me a... Continue Reading →

Our Stairs

We are moving soon. Getting ready to move has stirred a lot of memories. We have two flights of stairs. Our Stairs The first Christmas morning, the boys tiptoeing like elephants “Is it time yet, can we go down stairs?” “No, go back to bed, it's only half past four” Twenty minutes later “No, it's... Continue Reading →

Be Kind

This was several weeks ago, it has taken a while to process, and then other things have taken over, as always! I wrote last year about online bullying and also how  I support campaigns like those on TV's This Morning about being kind to each other on-line. A couple of things have been played out on-line this... Continue Reading →

Saturated

Our whole life is absorbed with living, waking, waiting, Listening, anticipating, second guessing, planning, Plotting, back peddling, emailing, texting, Meetings, organising, posting, signing, Explaining, explaining again, explaining  more,   Controlling our breathing....   Catching the next curve ball, dodging the grenades, Building the scaffolding, putting out the touch-paper, Fighting the fire, damping the flames, It's... Continue Reading →

The Next Day

The next day after the events of Mate Crime,  James and I went to the police. I wanted support for Tom, who was, I felt he was being exploited and used. He needed support. Things were escalating. The police officer was really sympathetic. He took records. He understood the money was not the issue. He saw... Continue Reading →

You Don’t

You don't flinch. You don't show your fear. You don't breathe through your nose, so you can't smell their breath. You don't wipe away their spit, as they are screaming in your face. You don't argue back. You don't respond to their vitriol. You don't accept the insults spewing from their mouth. You don't forget... Continue Reading →

Sharing Melt Downs

A colleague at work told me they had thought of me the day before. She asked if we had any meltdowns recently. I asked what she meant. She told me what a melt down was to her, a stroppy out burst; a defiance to an instruction; a refusal to eat tea. She then said our... Continue Reading →

Fuse Box

It's very rare my two meltdown at the same time, but when they do it is spectacular. Years ago they went for the absolute meltdown. It went on for hours. Four to five hours. I tried everything. Distraction, cajoling, humour, anger, surprise. Nothing at all worked. I called the emergency social worker. Furniture had been thrown... Continue Reading →

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