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Wings in my heart….

Eighteen months after the death of my husband, I look back at what my life has been, is now and hope will be, grateful that despite all the pain his illness and death has caused me and my children, I feel as if I have wings in my heart once again...

And still I rise…

I am painfully aware that Maya Angelou's poem is all about the African-American Civil Rights struggle, and would never want to fall in the trap of cultural appropriation to make a point, after all I have not had my dignity and rights as a human being thrashed or denied ... nevertheless her words resonate so much with me as a woman, the defiance, ever rising against adversity and so the reason for the quote.

Twelve months 

Twelve months have passed since you, my love, took your last breath. I thought in my naivety that, because I'd known for a long time that you were going to die, I was ready to face life without you. How wrong! You brought light into my life, you always had laughter on your face and … Continue reading Twelve months 

What’s in a name?

Christmas has been cancelled in our home. There are no decorations, at the specific request of my children, we're not having the traditional Christmas meal...

#NETCancerDay the countdown 

It's one week to go till NET Cancer Day, which I will mark by running 10 miles between my two local hospitals to raise money for three charities and awareness of Neuroendocrine Cancers.  It's getting scarily close. On the day I will have some support from staff and volunteers at Poole Hospital Charity and others … Continue reading #NETCancerDay the countdown 

Counting days

10k medal

Finally today has also been a reminder of how awful this grieving process is. If the only way people can understand grief is to experience the loss of a loved one I wish I had a superpower that allowed me to stop anyone ever to have to go through it.

I’m a zebra

Severe fatigue for me means that I wake up in the morning feeling as if I am drunk. Now if you don't know me you would probably assume that I've been on the bottle and therefore shouldn't be complaining about the side effects of indulging in a drink too many; however the truth is that I hardly ever drink.

The route

So here's the route for 10 Miles for Neuroendocrine Cancer. There are three versions: A static version, which is simply as screenshot of the route A dynamic version, with many thanks to MapMyRun© And a step by step description of the route   Static version You might be able to right click and save the … Continue reading The route

10 Miles For Neuroendocrine Cancer

10 November is Neuroendocrine Cancer Day and to mark it I will be running ten miles between my two local hospitals dressed in zebra print

Grief with life in between

...the Rio Olympics have brought home how different our lives are, without Michael here to watch the whole range of events, the little enjoyment I have experienced is always tinged with the acute sadness of his absence.