A Strained Bond

She claims to hate her. Forever criticising and disapproving of everything she does. She vows to be proud if she turns out nothing at all like her. She doesn’t understand her she says, she never has, she never will and she doesn’t want to. But she doesn’t hate her. Far from it in all honesty, … More A Strained Bond

My Dad

Furrowed brow and hardened hands, Tough as nails exterior, now that’s a real man. Strong opinions, an unwavering gaze, Abstains from laughter for days and days. This is the way that you’ve always been, Although a gentler side I’ve occasionally seen. Like when you talk about your parents or the grandkids are around, Your demeanour softens, … More My Dad