In a Time Bubble

I feel like I am living in a time bubble Peering into the realms of other lives Isolated and alone, drowning in sorrow An endless bubble of bubbles bouncing Off walls, as the rain goes pitter patter The darkening clouds … Continue reading

3rd Birthday Poem to my Sebby

It is 1.05 pm, three years Since your birth.. and death But it seems as if it only Happened hours ago No longer grief comes In big crashing waves More like the ebb and flow Of an eventide twinkling Past … Continue reading

Happy Birthday, Sweet Baby Boy!

My Darling Sebby, Happy Happy Third Birthday in heaven! May you have a wonderful time at the feet of our Father today.  If you could have lived, mommy would have made you a chocolate birthday cake perhaps in the shape … Continue reading

Catalyst of Change

One could say that a catalyst of change occurred to me on 26 September 2014.  Or one could say that life changed drastically the day that I conceived my son late January 2014. When I reflect on those gone by … Continue reading

Can’t I Come Home to You?

Can’t I come home to you? Can’t you take me away from this pain? Can’t I come home to you? And experience the peace I once Overflowed with? Can’t I come home to you? Where there was joy and laughter… … Continue reading

Behind a Wall of Hurt, there is Risk

People often try and protect themselves from being hurt when they have been hurt in the past.  Each time they get hurt, they build a wall. An extra brick gets cemented onto the already long and wide hall.  The wall … Continue reading

One month ’till you are 3…

My dearest Sebby, Time seems to evolve, evaporate into a timeless zone. I live for special moments.  Moments that make time stand still or makes time go so fast, and yet so slow.  Life is something beautiful.  With twists and … Continue reading

Dear Life-Partner (4) Will You Love Me?

Dear Life-Partner, When there is love, does it matter what age we are?  What the age gap is? Or does it not matter?  I believe love is boundless.  It can happen to anyone, anywhere. All the time.  I often wonder … Continue reading