Michael’s challenge this week is to think about what meaning/s you can come up with for the word “carry”.
We carry all sorts of things in a multitude of ways. Luggage, a load, groceries, a team member, a loved one when they are unwell and need us to carry them from one spot to another.
She had a secret. I know, because I told her.
In a moment of despair, I opened my heart and it all poured out.
All those years I kept it bottled up inside, a shame that became unbearable to carry.
And so I told.
She believed me instantly.
Never questioned it actually, and never shared it with anyone.
Unlike me, she carried it with her to the grave.
I was her secret you see.
I had found out she was my birth mother.
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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
pensitivity101 
Great post 👍
thanks!
The world is full of such secrets Di….and some are never revealed….thanks for your contribution this week.
thanks Michael. This one is fiction on my part but truth for many.
My ex had an aunt who in her 80s discovered her older sister was actually her mother.
A shock I should imagine at that age. A member of the darts team years ago (1980s) had a daughter who thought similarly because the grandparents brought her up, then in my last office job, my assistant celebrated her 21st with her 8 year old daughter and commented on how I accepted it without judgement. I told her why should I? She was a lovely child who had a loving mother.