
Childhood
Goodbyes
As I watched my son wave ‘bubyee’ to the Teletubbies, flapping his little hand, I wondered what other goodbyes he would experience during his life.
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As I watched my son wave ‘bubyee’ to the Teletubbies, flapping his little hand, I wondered what other goodbyes he would experience during his life.

I’m a spinning top, spinning and spinning. It’s not stopping, and I need it to stop. I feel isolated, running on empty, playing catch up.

The salty tang of olives would hang in the air, sun cream, sweat, salami and cheeses. Picnics with the girls. The sun hanging over our