Happy Mother’s Day!! Just the other day I proffered a list of scented suggestions for suitable gifts for this most important of days. Today a reminder of the aroma I gave my own dear mater… enjoy!
Powdered and primped, feeling awkward and almost pimped, a life lived perpetually on point.
How happily she had left the stage for the last time, accepting the applause, the acclaim and the one final bouquet. Daffodils for her mother’s St David, African Orange Blossom in lieu of Papa’s Happy Valley crew who couldn’t make in time from Kenya to see her.
She curtseyed in pain as she always had, but this time despite bleeding feet, this time her smile broke free of its normal circuit of restraint and coursed right across her face.
No more Cinderellas and Nutcrackers, no more Swans, no more elegance on the surface and turmoil below the water line.
She breathes in deeply, drinks in freedom and drunk on air throws caution and her flowers to the wind.
Running for the wings she neglects to stop, fails to return, lets down her audience by succeeding in…
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