I’ve just been catching up with what my fellow students have been up to by doing my regular blog read. My husband read me this poem last night – it seems particularly relevant in the light of the several references to trauma and Louise Bourgeois.
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Kate McCalmont-Woods 
I love this poem and had a long conversation with my son before he went back to uni about trying to put a break in generational trauma. I felt when I had him that I had been given something perfect and all I could do was try not to mess it up. After 20 years I realise that it’s inevitable, and that every thing you do ‘wrong’ adds to the lovely rich tapestry of their personality.
Both my children have commented on how I am more me after starting this course. I think they are just glad I’m preoccupied and stopped hassling them.
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I meant to reply to your comment ages ago, but my memory is rubbish! Your comment about breaking generational trauma reminded me of a TV programme I’ve been watching on BBC iPlayer – you might have already seen it already – I’m so behind the times – Alma’s not Normal. I love it. Poignantly funny.
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