The Trouble With Sharing One's

The Child Who Ran Weeping To You With A Cut Finger Is Now Brought Home, Smiling Gamely, With A Broken Collarbone And Incredible Contusions- 'it Wasn't Jezebels Fault, Dad.'

Loss Leaves Us Empty - But Learn Not To Close Your Heart And Mind In Grief. Allow Life To Replenish You. When Sorrow Comes It Seems Impossible - But New Joys Wait To Fill The Void.

Sisters Share The Scent And Smells... The Feel Of A Common Childhood.

Bears Being Sent Through The Mail Should Never Be Squashed Up To Make Them Fit. It Gives Them Indigestion.

Love Is To Understand, At Last, The Suffering Of Another.