Time of Year
August comes around with increasing speed. It seems no time since I was talking about Aoife last. I find myself asking does it ever recede into a bank of resolved experiences? I find myself answering in the negative, I don’t think any parent ever loses that raw jab which continues to come and visit from time to time when we least expect it. My friend David Wyse lost his mother recently. He found that Francis Weller quote which certainly speaks to me.
Aoife too is my unashamed muse. She draws me to write about her constantly. Here is another for her on her eighteenth anniversary. Read, enjoy, pass it on send me some feedback.
Art: Jowie Lim @JowieLimArt