Depression- Fifteen Minutes and The Crumple Zone by benpobjie

One of my favorite writers today posted this heartfelt and brutal post. I also wrote a piece called ‘Fifteen Minutes’ several years ago about how I experienced depression. —————————————————————— 15 MINUTES The only courage that matters is the kind that gets you from one minute to the next Mignon McLaughlin —————————————————- “Jules – it’s Annie” […]

15 MINUTES

The only courage that matters is the kind that gets you from one minute to the next Mignon McLaughlin —————————————————- “Jules – it’s Annie” My friend Jenny sounded distraught. I’ve heard her sound distressed, dispossessed, ecstatic, almost every other emotion imaginable. But distraught, no. “What’s happened?” Her beloved older sister had died. Unexpectedly. Sadly. Alone. […]

ALL BY MYSELF

(C) Julie Boyd 2010 The man didn’t have an old face. His hair wasn’t grey but his eyes were as desolate as the Dead Sea. He was sitting alone on a park bench outside the local village shop, staring straight ahead. Directly in front of him, the sun bounced cheerfully from the rolling white tops […]

This Priceless Life

(C) Julie Boyd         First published in The Australian newspaper It is easy to recognise the locals during my daily walk on the beach. They’re the ones with the relaxed smiles on their faces who have the time to look you in the eye and say “G’day”. Although, these days, there is a little strain creeping […]

Just Call Me Kenny

(C) Julie Boyd The road we walk along down to our beach is a big mess right now. I think it’s great. So many new smells. Lots of new people to talk to, and great big cars with gadgets of their front that lift up dirt and dig big holes. Something different happening every day. […]

This Doggone Life

© Julie Boyd Those people who claim that we should not attribute human emotions to animals must be cat people. Dog people know that their four-legged mates are often far more empathetic than many humans. I almost lost my canine companion, or ‘significant other’ as my daughter refers to him, this week. Jorge came into […]

Mates For Life

© Julie Boyd My mate Trev and I grew up together. Trev is white with a curly tail like a pig. He is low to the ground and very speedy.  I’ve got long gangly legs, and a long tail that waves all the time and I’ve got different colours.  I can’t beat him but I […]