Almost home | Mary-Lou Stephens.
With a heavy thud the Express Post bag hit the bottom of the mail box. An Express Post bag I had just hugged and even given a little kiss. My baby.
My baby is finally all grown up. She has gone through many stages and phases over theyears and has had many changes of clothes. She’s still a little under dressed, without a definitive title as yet and her cover still to come, but the things that really matter are complete; her heart, her soul, her spelling and punctuation. Her bravery and truth are undeniable and, even if I do say so myself, she is a bloody good read.
My baby is on her way. And as soon as she is christened and has her glad rags on, she will take on the world.