This week’s Literary Lion challenge was the word sun – something we seem to be lacking in the UK now that winter approaches.
Thanks Laura for hosting.
By Donna-Louise Bishop
It sometimes feels as if the sun has gone out, like a light bulb has blown above where I’m standing.
What once was warm and familiar is now dead to me – a stranger. Is this the beginning of the end?
I stand in front of the mirror and see changes, growth and development. Stretch marks from the birth of our children. I look behind me and see you, grabbing on to the past with relentless strength. PlayStation controller firmly in your grip.