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It was a typical Saturday morning. The kettle whistled on the stove, and sunlight filtered lazily through

*”Why have kids if you don’t have time for them?”* — I won’t babysit my grandchildren and

It was just an ordinary evening. I’d finally managed to put my baby girl to sleep and sank into the sofa

**Diary Entry – A New Beginning** I’m leaving, Andrew… I’ll be blunt—I’ve fallen in love. With him, I

**Diary Entry – 22nd December** I’m sixty years old. Living alone. Somehow, I never imagined old age

I’ve never lived with a mother-in-law—and I certainly won’t tolerate daughters-in-law in my own home.

Do you know what it’s like to live in a rented flat for years on end, never knowing when you’ll be told

I’ve never lived with a mother-in-law—and I’ve got no intention of putting up with daughters-in-law in

Have you ever known what it’s like to live in someone else’s flat for years on end, never sure when you’ll

I am sixty. I live alone. And this is not the old age I ever imagined. At sixty, I am the mother of two