Polar Opposites – Yin and Yang

They were as unalike as two people could be. He was a Type A personality. Detailed, driven, conscientious. Someone who always ‘coloured within the lines’. His office was pristine, his papers filed, his action lists planned, his desk uncluttered. She was a B. Laid back, disorganised, messy, disappearing for hours without a word. Her desk exemplified Read More…

The unknown soldier

Her aunt gave her the photograph, not knowing who the man was. A World War I 2nd Lieutenant resplendent in his uniform, riding crop beneath his arm. An arrogant pose, the subject staring intently down the lens of the camera. She took a picture of the photograph with her phone and showed it to her Read More…

A letter to Vonnie

I don’t blame you, of course. You did what you had to. But having worked so hard to become a mother myself, I don’t understand why you had to put your daughter up for adoption. It was the 60s. Wasn’t there something else you could have done? I know you and your mother weren’t friends, Read More…