Minneke’s Musings
Thank you, pen, for allowing meTo hide behind you thoughtfullyWhere words can be written in due courseWith the ability to stop and pause.Where my opinions…
“Mum, I dont know where this goes!” My kids were cleaning up the living room, what a state it was in! My youngest was picking…
When I was living in my husband’s rural home in China, I was amazed at how much they could do in the kitchen with so…
My 5-second memory had once again let me down… I had a mental list of things I needed from the supermarket, and it only had…
To the mother who battles guilt every day, who wonders if you said enough, or said too much, or said it the right way… To…