Hello darling
I just wanted to record that today I felt, for the first time, the possibility that we might leave home. That I might scoop you and your little brother up and take us right away from here. And I felt a breeze of possibility and excitement.
To bring you to a new place. Tryarnon is in my heart, and Constantine Bay. Sand twice-daily rinsed, rock pools emptied and refilled. And the flat, flaky grey slates calling to soles of young feet. And the strange spongy turf that softens my step at the cliff's sheer edge. We could all be happy here, we could leave the shell of our lives behind. I thought I could never contemplate it, but, today , I feel a glimmer.
And like a mussel clamped shut, I will await the next time I dare.
