Childhood dreams

Look at it….. in all its glory.

Daisy has been having a hard time of late – you know, the world of a six year old can be hard to navigate at times. And, if truth be told, I’ve found being the mum to a six year old hard to navigate at times too. Having two younger sisters six year old can be hard to navigate at times. It’s hard enough being an adult woman and yearning for that much sought after ‘room of one’s own’ as Virginia Woolf extolled. As a writer and blogger, my desk is wherever the kids have left enough space on the table to fit my laptop on. Sometimes its the car. Sometimes the sofa. But, I have a cupboard that is all my own….. I have to be thankful for something. And so I’ve begun to see how frustrating things are for Daisy. She shares a bedroom, and everything she owns is on display and vulnerable to the prying hands of one sister, and the destructive hands of the other. She doesn’t even have a drawer to call her own. She learned to read recently and it has opened up her world. She has always loved books, and had been writing little stories for months (first with drawings, and now with words…..). she has scraps of paper hidden all over the house, and cries with rage when she discovers Ruby has eaten them!

And so, I searched back to my own childhood and found the very thing that I would have loved as a child. I remember my nanna and pappa’s mahogany writing desk. It was a world of wonder to me, and I would spend hours searching the cubby holes, playing with the stationery and pretending I was important. And so as a well done for learning to read so well, we got Daisy her own little writing desk. I think one of the happiest hours of my life was filling the little drawers and cubby holes with staionery I bought (I’m still obsessed – my friends drool over designer handbags, I go ga-ga in stationery shops), and getting it ready for her. She was delighted. Daisy doesn’t do big shows of emotion, but she was shyly ecstatic. And the first thing she sat and wrote? A thank you card to me….. The best bit is the roll down lock – not only does she have her own drawers now, she can hide away all her work. We all need a room (cupboard, space) of our own… even when we’re six.

About Grin & Tonic by Alana Kirk

Bouncing into middle age armed with courage, ambition and a pair of tweezers (chin hairs for anyone over the age of 45 reading this) I am a writer with a mission: to redefine this midway point in my life when the last thing I want to do is hang up my high heels and become invisible. This is the end of the beginning, not the beginning of the end. A single mum to 3 fabulous girls, an author, and a fundraising consultant, both ends of my candle are on fire. As I enter this new stage of my life, I want to explore what it means for 'mid-aged' women today, who were promised they could have it all, ended up doing it all, and just do not identify with the traditional image of middle age.
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One Response to Childhood dreams

  1. Oh this made my heart melt, utterly beautiful post and a stunning writing desk. I would love one of those too! Like yourself, I'm a BIG stationery fan also :o) Gorgeous little Daisy will experience many hours of joy at her new desk, I have no doubt. And the lid to close down and keep it all safe, just perfect. How adorable that she penned a thank you card for you first. Magic! Well done to you as well Mama :o) xo

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