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Life Recently - Meet the Wildes
When I was a little girl I longed to be a pebble, worn round and river-smooth. Nestled in my palm it grew warm with my blood, until it felt like a living thing. And I wished that I could be like that: solid and impenetrable to knocks. Somebody on instagram told me to write about how I’m feeling. She said that it would be cathartic, to exsanguinate myself into words on a page. And then I would be able to write about my life again. About myself. So this is just an update really – on everything. The more I fall in love with my children, the more of me is chipped away. This morning I leant down to kiss my daughter goodbye just as she jumped up to wrap her arms around my neck and cling tight; of all of my children, she hates my absence the most fiercely.…