For the carer, the parent, the one everyone rings late at night. Eleven minutes where you are not holding anybody.
About 11 minutes, no music, just a quiet voice.
There is a difference between loving someone and being the one who holds them every day. The grief, the guilt and the bit of resentment are not failures. They are what turns up when the holding has gone on too long without a break. Three lines, said for you first. May I be held. May I be soft. May I rest.
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