November 30th, 201116 CommentsIn
This is my second week of taking part in the 100 word challenge. I absolutely loved the thought process involved in getting the most you can out of 100 words. After such a warm response from fellow participants I just knew I had to give it another go.
This is the place where our memories were made. Where seeds were sewn and life mapped out.
This is the place where our secrets were shared. Where curiosities explored and trouble brewed.
In this dusty, cramped, damp, draughty cliff side cabin our lives were magical and full of laughter.
You can still see them sitting on the veranda eating mangos and hear the sound of conch shells being blown down by the coast. If you breath deeply you can smell the kerosene from the lamps and feel the fireflies whizzing past.
A 20-something mum of one, I'm constantly juggling my loves (get it - juggling??) trying to find some sort of balance between being a mother, career focussed, a great partner, friend and all the other hats I choose to wear. If you're looking for advice on nappy rash cream you may have taken a wrong turn...