Posts Tagged ‘covid-19’
The Goodbye Year, by Emily Gale
Emily Gale is one of my favourite authors and I shared my review here about the fabulous historical fiction time-slip, Elsewhere Girls, co-written with Emily’s good friend and one of my other favourites, Nova Weetman. Emily’s latest novel for ages 10+ is the first book I have read that includes the Covid-19 experience, and Emily…
Read MoreSeek The Small Spaces
It has been a complicated year to say the least and there have been many things increasing our anxiety and threatening our happiness. In recent days, our youngest child ended primary school and amidst the letting go and excitement and joy, the last minute regrets and the sadness about covid stealing so much from us,…
Read MoreThe Gift of Hope
It’s been an incredibly long year. At the same time, it’s difficult to believe it’s almost Christmas. Things just don’t seem, well, right. The decorations are up, the presents mostly wrapped, and the turkey ordered. We’re once again allowed to have more than our immediate family in our homes for celebrations. And yet, there’s a…
Read MoreWe’re All In This Together
Imagine this if you will – you are under the control of a dictator who oversees your every move. They tell you that you have to live within a tight range of numbers, measured in your blood. You will be tested on these numbers daily, often many times a day. You must not eat until…
Read MoreShall We Dance
Shall we danceWith normality,That strange placeWhere everything feelsComfortablePredictableAs per usual?Will we step outEmerging from our cocoons,Unfurling our wingsUnwrapping ourselvesTo run to othersWaiting with open arms?Will we find the spacesWe once inhabited,UntouchedUnchangedHovering for us, as ifTime could press pause?Or will we tiptoeGentlyCautiously,With reverence and careWith new eyesAnd careful hearts,To discoverA better version of ourselves,Looking forwardLooking backHolding…
Read MoreFear Not The Sea
Fear not, For the sea shan’t Let us down. It will be waiting, Its predictable tides Its quiet ripples Its tumbling waves, Ready for our emergence From our quiet places, From our loss Of each other, From our yearning For the freedom Of wide open spaces. It will be waiting, For our toes to dabble…
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