
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
WELLS, Suzanne Freda. My Mum Well Racey I'm so sorry I can't come up with Plan B this time. I am very privileged to be able to call you my Mother, you lived for us kids and I don't know how I'm going to live without you. You gave us your life and I would do anything to bring yours back. You were always there for me through my tough times and for that I will always be grateful. I will always remember our trips together and have lots of photos to treasure. Madi will always remember the many hours of fun Nanny Snoozie gave her right from the time she was born. She adores you as much as you do her. I promise to take care of Dad and the boys just like you asked. The last few days have been tough but I know you are up there in a cloud of smoke enjoying every moment looking down on me. See you on Monday and every night in my dreams. Love forever, Kylie, Rowan andMadison x
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