Three years old and arms reached high touching the sky on Selsley common.
I wrote this in the summer of 2020, as we were emerging from the first lockdown. Loved ones had died and been born without us being there. But over that beautiful, hard summer, there were also quiet moments of joy. Just over a year latermy boys were back on the bench, a year older but still reaching for the sky.
She got a sticker for being the smileyest pupil the first week in her new school. When they gave it to her she wondered, had she been smiling? Her face hurt so she supposed she must have been. Somehow she already knew. People like you more if you smile.