The weight of our tears

I wanted to take this opportunity and talk about a recent incident that made me realize that in all truth, we become our parents. Growing up, I was never much of a “Cryer” but more of a constant, relentless complainer.

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Life without my own sprogs

I haven’t written for a while, and I get withdrawal symptoms when I don’t write.Think of a crack addict without their drug of choice. Yes, if you think I am in two minds about what crack is – speed or

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