MrsC recounted our year to a friend she’d not seen in a while. The ebb and flow of our version of normal, police, social workers, pregnancy, losing children then finding them, births and everything inbetween.
She spoke of a feeling of slow inevitable corrosion and the friend listened, paused for a moment and said:
She spoke of a feeling of slow inevitable corrosion and the friend listened, paused for a moment and said:
‘You’re bloody amazing’
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