Realising my parents are just people

This post is a reflection prompted by Foster’s question on this For Harriet Instagram post: How old were you when you realised your parents were just people? I can’t point to a specific time. I think it was more of a slow realisation, accelerated by adulting. Pre-adulting, my parents were demi-gods in my eyes. They were always right. They…

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Cold face towel, calpol and mummy.

I remember this one night when I was feverish… Mummy took a bowl with cold water, dunked a face towel in it, wringed it and placed it on my heating up body… She then gave me some calpol and the fever left (or so remembers my mind)… And so when I had fever today I…

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Purple Hibiscus Aunts

Ah! Purple Hibiscus aunts, you mamas are my unsung sheroes and for your sake I will break down purple Hibiscus aunt because I don’t think you even notice that you are it. Purple Hibiscus aunt, a term I came up with after I read Purple Hibiscus by Chimamanda. Now, moment of silence to celebrate and…

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