Dying at Home

My experience of my late husband's last few weeks at home. Everyone turned to me. It was ultimately my decision. Would my husband die in a hospital or at home? My in-laws, my brother, a couple of friends and the social worker all looked at me expectantly. We were standing on the back deck where... Continue Reading →

Laughter and the love of friends

A thank you letter to all my friends, old and new, near and far, who laugh with me and love me as I am. Dear friends Here I am. On the other side of great change. Each one of you has been a pillar of support. Steadfast. Offering unconditional, inspiring, heartening love. You've watched me or... Continue Reading →

The end of a ride

Sometimes relationships don’t last. I parted ways with my boyfriend a few months ago. I will always be grateful for our time together. Grateful for everything I rediscovered and learnt about love, myself and the wonderful world. It was a ride full of fun, energy and adventures. For me and my children. I will date... Continue Reading →

That box can wait – Tasks of a widow

In my first few months as a widow I realised that parts of my path were going to feel painstakingly slow. Snail-like as I dragged myself onwards from task to task. Obstacle to obstacle. Retreating into my shell for rest and respite. Yet, with all due respect to snails, I don't think that snails have much fun... Continue Reading →

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