Unexpected, unsolicited, relentless…

I wrote this post on 29 January 2017, but never published it, it was too raw, too difficult for me to read back, let alone to allow it to be read by people out there in the ether of the online world.  I have done a lot of personal healing and growing since this very bleak day earlier this year, so now I feel I am ready to let it go and allow others to see the raw emotions that made me write it in the first place.

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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...

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...

#WearSomethingYellow day

Friday 17th June is "wear something yellow day" to raise awareness of the great work hospices do in looking after patients with life limiting and terminal illnesses as well as their families. I will be doing my bit by wearing something yellow; watch this space!

Dying matters

Monday 9 May marked the start of Dying Matters Awareness Week during which time we are encouraged to talk about death and dying, not in a morbid but in a constructive way. The hashtag #BigConversation has been used to instigate discussions around our last wishes as we face death, specially about how we want to die … Continue reading Dying matters

When Michael died

Michael was a very good man, who lived life to the full and loved to make people smile and he would have wanted to be remembered not with sadness but as the happy man he was. Michael always managed to light up a room and ever the entertainer would always tell a story about life.... He was full of enthusiasm, a true character, one of a kind...