World Peace



This is my world, I say.

This is my world, he says.

Two circles.

Sometimes they intersect and make a cosy little nook with a rainbow above and the gentle soundtrack of a gurgling brook in the background.

Sometimes, they just touch. We can reach out to each other and hold hands.
Happy.

Sometimes the circles float away, independent, but within sight.
I love you, A. I love you too, N.

Sometimes, collision.
Hurt.
The impact sends me off further. After a while, I have to stop, pull the brakes, float about in space for a while. Find my way back. At least to where we can see each other, even if from a distance.
(the melodrama of this journey….. my hurtling away and then returning, exhausted, but calmer…..I could be in one of those movies that I cannot watch anymore)

We are doing something very Important together.
I’ll tell you about it another day, when I find the words for it.

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About mydaughtersmum

"Because I'm a Tinker. That's who I am. Tinkers fix things. But I can't do it alone." (Pause for lots of action. Group Action......) "You did it, Tinker, you saved Spring!" I also have three children, one marriage, a million friends and one life.
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