Hi, oop it is me again, like the sun in your eyes blinding you to see.
I have passed through what one would call a ‘difficult month’, but it was also a buoyant month. It was marked by stark contrasts and invisible threads of tenderness and love. Loss is an imperceptible thing that is always around the emergence of birth. Up down and away we go. It’s almo…
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