Letters to Lauren Archive

Pride (In the name of love)

Pride and proud. They are two words we use quite a lot as parents; but it is often hard to determine how and why we are using them? We often use pride or proud for reasons that, on an adult level, seem quite bizarre. Imagine two smiling faces beaming with pride at the idea that

Stop

Stop. Stop it. Just stop. It’s amazing how, now you have moved through the ages from three to four, the word stop is appearing more regularly in our lives. Some of it is just a repetition of that same word, at the same time, for the same reasons. When you are naughty! There are other

Selection criteria

 So today came. Bringing with it the email that, in part, helps to shape the next seven years of your life – shape, yes; determine – definitely not. The email informed us that you have been offered a place at our, and I emphasise our, fourth choice school for you. We always knew that this

Unconditional love

We love you. We love you more and more each day. You love us. You tell us more and more each day. You tell us your love is “Up to the ceiling, down to the floor, round the world and lots, lots more.” That’s how much my Mum loves me – it was the same

Creative Space – Letters to Lauren

There’s a place in your head. A place you go to – a place I’m not sure exists in my own. It’s where you find a moment of magic. A moment which captivates, which enthrals – a place I love to see you in; see you exploding out of. It’s where your creativity exits –

You’ll always be A* in my eyes

Dear Lauren, For you and I, today will be a day just like any other. I will spend hours at work trying to convince people to believe in me; believe in what I am saying. Where as you will run, and jump, and try to see how much mud you can get under your finger

Protection

I stand in front of you I’ll take the force of the blow Protection Something a father should always offer his children. Something I would like to think I offer to my wife; your mum. Sometimes it’s easy to forget how much protection those around us really need. I can mollycoddle you to the point

Frustrations

Some days are close to being perfect. When everything we do is in unison, in harmony – in a total understanding of what makes us feel right. Other days are not so. Those are the days when we let our frustrations get the better of us. Where we raise our voices, our ire, and we

Epiphany

I’ve had an epiphany. I’m not sure when it happened. It could have been whilst reading back through my previous letters to you, or whilst listening to Danny Baker’s Desert Island Disc show (none of which may mean the slightest thing to you) – it might even have been whilst reading you, your dinosaur book.

Your wider family

Yesterday we sat around a table eating food with people we call friends. It was the second Sunday in succession that we’ve had reason to do that. Some of those friends we get to see on a weekly or at least monthly basis. Others, we haven’t seen – or may not see for years. Yet