In 2010 I died and came back a mother. This is my journey through the horror and beauty that experience left behind as well as the everyday things that so nearly never happened. Mostly, it's me sitting down to write...amazed if I ever have the time and mind to do it.
Sunday, 9 October 2011
Shoes made for walking.
Smoking nazis, fashionistas, doctors, naturopaths, trying-hard-to-do-gooders and anyone else who sees the world down the peak of their nose...walk a mile in my shoes and you'll quickly note that I've run a mile in stillettos and meaner judgements than yours have fallen prey to the heels.
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