Dying 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 only weeks before we had gathered with many friends and family... 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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