She had been remembering... she was feeling very nostalgic and memories were flooding in .. taking her back to a time where her life had literally been turned upside down. It had hit her incredibly hard back then. England, half a world away from her family. The news had come out of nowhere and was... Continue Reading →
The blue sky was slowly morphing into pinky hues as the sun prepared to say goodbye to the day. She felt weightless, her dog snuggled on her lap, a full glass of Bollinger in her hand, looking out over the garden and feeling the warmth of the day slip away. It was finally over. She... Continue Reading →
It was Thursday. She was sitting on the beach watching the soldier crabs marching backwards and forwards in front of her, busy doing whatever soldier crabs do. Busy in a way she definitely wasn’t. In the distance she could hear the rumbling hum of traffic as it crossed the Hornibrook bridge, the wailing of an... Continue Reading →
It had not been a good day. She had awoken early feeling a ball of anxiety in her stomach, dreading the thought of going into work. Trying to think of any way out it , any excuse. An alien feeling - she had enjoyed her previous job and never dreaded work. And now she did.... Continue Reading →
It had been a blissfully fabulous day. Mr She and herself deciding on a day trip into the hinterland villages, to wander around the art galleries, ferret through the vintage bookshops and antique shops and spend way too much time drooling over the local fromergie cabinets. Enjoying a small treat here and there, ice cream,... Continue Reading →
It was 2:30am. They were on holiday and the bed was uncomfortable. She’d been tossing and turning since 1am and it didn’t feel like sleep was in her immediate future. Her brain was too active, thinking of the most random situations, basically being a complete jerk, not allowing her to shut down and drift off... Continue Reading →
It was Friday. At last. She was sitting in front of the TV watching rugby league ... not really paying attention. It was the NRL semi finals, a pretty big thing here Down Under and Mr She was watching with great concentration. She felt she should at least pretend to be present and interested. The... Continue Reading →
She felt as though she had never really fit in anywhere. Never really belonged. She hadn’t grown up in one place, her family had moved frequently from town to town which meant new schools, new friends, always seeking acceptance. Later this wanderlust remained. Her gypsy blood meant more travelling – never really putting down roots,... Continue Reading →
She'd always wondered about the term 'losing' when somebody died. It seemed an odd phrase to use, like you'd lost a set of keys, a pencil, a dog. It didn't truly convey the feeling of grief, intense sorrow and utter despair. To 'lose' someone almost implies you will find them again .... they were just... Continue Reading →
She sat outside the casino waiting for her ride to the airport and watched. Watched all the hopeful gamblers shuffle past towards their dreams of riches, fame and fortune and life changing winnings. People who perhaps shouldn’t be here, who couldn't afford to be here, who perhaps had other priorities, but their desperation made them... Continue Reading →
The She Diaries 