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The Funeral

The Funeral

The Funeral We couldn’t get inside, so it wasn’t till later that I saw the elegant yet reassuringly rustic wickerwork coffin. So many mourners, the church was full.  Only close family allowed in. I thought of waving my “Godmother to the youngest” badge, but decided on this warm sunny day that sitting outside was preferable anyway. Large speakers boomed the two female vicars’s voices to the external congregation, but the singing – no doubt beautiful to hear within the cool stone walls...

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Dead Ferret

Dead Ferret

Dead Ferret by Suzy Miller White fur, not much blood, guts eking through the gaping wound An eye that will not close on life that has already fled His body curves in my daughter’s trembling arms, spooned, No sound or breath or blink.  The ferret is dead. Only two weeks from the pet rescue, his musty stench still lingers like a spirit flowing Why is there such a sense of loss for a creature we hardly knew? It is as if the numbness, the aching, comes from a deeper knowing That the being itself...

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The Summit

The Summit

The Summit When I get to the top of the mountain, it won’t be worth it if I don’t have that special someone to share it with. At least, that’s what I used to think. Back then, I believed that I would never make it alone. I needed someone to pull me up over the rocks when I stumbled and lead the way when I got lost. But when I gave up hope of finding that in any of the men I chose to love, I adjusted my beliefs. I decided that I needed to be the leader, so all he had to do was to follow....

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The funeral

The funeral

The Funeral We couldn’t get inside, so it wasn’t till later that I saw the elegant yet reassuringly rustic wickerwork coffin. So many mourners, the church was full. Only close family allowed in. I thought of waving my “Godmother to the youngest” badge, but decided on this warm sunny day that sitting outside was preferable anyway. Large speakers boomed the two female vicars’s voices to the external congregation, but the singing – no doubt beautiful to hear within the cool stone walls...

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A new dance

    Kylie had seen her mum dance at Xmas with her dad and they hadn’t looked any more clumsy or embarrassing than anyone else’s parents.  But now her stepdad had run off with a lap dancer from Leighton Buzzard, and Kylie assumed she would never again have to cringe at her mother in public trying to  wave her arms and wiggle her hips at the same time, just slightly off the beat.  But Kylie was wrong.     “Oww.  Oww ow ow”.  Sally said the words out...

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The Present

  What would you do if you came home to find your wife sitting at the kitchen table with a present for you – called “Divorce in a Box”?    The door slammed behind him making her jump, spilling her tea into the saucer. George trudged into the kitchen with his usual business-like swagger, droning on again about the choice of venue for the Rotary Club dinner. “For God’s Sakes Eileen, what were they thinking of? What possessed them to book a function room at...

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Day 1 of divorce mediation boot camp: lessons in latin dancing

Day 1 of divorce mediation boot camp: lessons in latin dancing

SOS Mediation Boot Camp A guide on how to prepare for divorce mediation when you just don’t like each other any more.   Come on, if you’ve ever tried it, you’ll know exactly where I’m coming from. Whether it’s Salsa or other Latin dances, the men (in theory) have to ‘lead’ the dance. They need to be in charge of deciding all the moves – a prospect that may well strike horror into the heart of a divorcing spouse. However, by following the rules of Latin Dance, we can transform a...

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the slow death

I understand now how fighting and bitter fury can provide such a warm cloak a haven from the tepid drawn out agony of the slow death The silent sickening wave through the diaphragm that sticks in the throat and lingers pathetically deep down into the stomach refusing to budge Memory flashes the knowledge that this present bereavement of another love lost without rhyme or reason is the aftershock of that other heart ripped to shreds years before An echo that refuses to quite extinguish....

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7 stages of relationship breakdown recovery

7 stages of relationship breakdown recovery

  How to deal with the 7 stages of relationship breakdown recovery   Breakdown   I remember standing outside my house knowing it was to be sold and with no idea whether I would see a penny of it, three young kids, no career, and a fortieth birthday looming. I felt like such a fool, and really guilty for having got my kids into this position, even though I really hadn’t seen it coming. Whether it creeps up on you, or hits you like a sledgehammer, the breakdown of a...

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