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Tag: writing
Flood of Emotion
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IT’S been two years since I stood in disbelief on her cream carpet, watching the muddy Brisbane River swirl around my bare feet. This is really going to happen! My elderly mother-in-law’s home in Indooroopilly will go under in the flood. We nearly cry, but don’t; it’s pointless. You can’t…
Nursing her elderly mother after a fall, Patty Beecham reflects on the reversal of roles as she becomes carer
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This article was published in the Courier Mail, Brisbane, Queensland. http://www.couriermail.com.au/news/opinion/nursing-her-elderly-mother-after-a-fall-patty-beecham-reflects-on-the-reversal-of-roles-as-she-becomes-carer/story-e6frerc6-1226572035991 My elderly mother stands over my bed and whispers in my ear. “Are you awake?” “Not really”, I mumble. I can see she is smiling at me, even though I am asleep. It’s 5.20am and I remember that my…
My Margarita Mother-in-law
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It’s been two years since I stood in disbelief on her cream carpet, watching the muddy Brisbane River swirl around my bare feet. This is really going to happen! My elderly mother-in-law’s home in Indooroopilly will go under in the flood. We nearly cry, but don’t; it’s pointless. I stare…
Top of the tide
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Along the shore, footstep by footstep, the thin, crisp line wanders. Meandering along the top of the tide, it states: I was here, once. It binds throughout each coastal bay, every beach and cove, weaving Australia with a tidal thread of today. Tomorrow, the moon beckons a different…