I find myself missing my parents a lot right now. There’s something about a crisis that heightens the feelings of their loss in my life. I’m craving the sound of their reassuring voices, especially my dad’s. I feel slightly adrift, but it’s a familiar feeling that’s always there, somewhere inside me. If I sit quietly …
‘Meaning makes a great many things endurable – perhaps everything.’ ~ Carl Jung After Luna died, on one of my visits to her at the funeral home, I wrote her a letter. In this letter I said many things but one of those things was a promise to make sure her short life counts for …
It would have been my parents 43rd wedding anniversary yesterday (14th August). My mum wrote, on what would have been their 30th anniversary, in her own blog 13 years ago. Here’s what she had to say. Bear in mind that she had just finished her own treatment for breast cancer only a few months previously: …
It’s been awhile since my last confession – I mean, post. Freudian slip there! Well, not really. I suppose these posts are like confessions. They’re certainly the truth, at least as I see/feel it at the time of writing. I haven’t posted on here in a while for a few reasons. Work has gotten in …
A friend of mine sent me a link to Cariad Lloyd’s podcast, Griefcast, the other week. I would highly recommend it to anyone who is either a part of this weird club (Cariad’s words, not mine!) or is possibly supporting someone who is in the club. I’ve put a link at the end of this …
A couple of weekends ago, it was my dad’s birthday, he would have been 69. We celebrated by going to Polesden Lacey, near Dorking, for a walk and some lunch. As you can see, it was a beautiful Autumn day. Truthfully, I haven’t been very good at marking these dates in the past. I have …