A birthday burden
Posted on November 26, 2020 Leave a Comment
(Images: My 30th birthday cupcake, Me & Martha 1985, Mum + Dad, My birthday 2015) I have a strange relationship with my birthday, I think lots of people do. Society at large places a lot of expectation on birthdays, the cards, the wrapping paper, the cake, really it is a lot (go checkout @jtfirstman “this […]
The Grief journey..
Posted on March 7, 2016 1 Comment
There is the all too familiar saying “time heals everything..” is it true? Maybe, I don’t think so. I don’t think you ever heal. You learn to cope better, manage every day life better, you learn to smile again and re-emerge as the person everyone once you knew you as.
Letters to my Mama… Part 2
Posted on September 16, 2015 2 Comments
As hard as it is, sometimes it is harder to be away from you. I miss your connection to me I miss you knowing me when you are with me and that is hard, but when you aren’t with me I just miss you and I don’t know which is harder.
We miss you
Posted on June 25, 2015 1 Comment
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For the existed.”
The Beast and its Beauty
Posted on June 1, 2015 Leave a Comment
Today I chased the sun and it led me here. It was magnificent. I sat on a rock that looked as if it had been purposely placed for this precise thing. To watch with great awe as the sun disappeared behind the mountains. It was cold and I felt chilled but I couldn’t look away, […]
Posted on May 28, 2015 Leave a Comment
One year ago I made my first post. I had been contemplating starting a blog and then I did. In that year since, I have posted 32 blogs, made a bunch of new friends and lived several lives all in just a short 52 weeks. I have dragged Martha over the countryside, across seas and […]
Posted on December 15, 2014 Leave a Comment
I sat in the car and watched Mum push the trolley to its bay, she turned and started to walk back towards me. She turned without hesitation and I watched her closely. It was about twenty steps and she had taken at least ten. A car was pulling out and she stopped, if she hadn’t […]
When does the feeling sad part stop?
Posted on December 8, 2014 1 Comment
The past few days I have been reminded of grief. In many ways, shapes and forms. My own grief and the hole it has carved in my heart and of others grief. Today I wished collectively we did not experience grief, loss or sadness. That it wasn’t heart breaking and hard. Today I wished that grief […]