No greater complimentÂ
Today I received the greatest compliment that maybe a writer can receive. Today had been one of those days where just another leaf of grief floated past me as I …
My mother’s journey
My journal of my mother dying
Twenty-eight daysÂ
Beware. This is a ‘journey’ post. Twenty-six days ago I was sitting in my psychologist’s office (not something I would have done, or admitted to a couple of years ago, …
2015 in review
It’s been a long time since I last posted. Life’s been a bit crazy, and there just didn’t seem like there was time, or energy to post here. But, as …
In print
It was such an exciting moment seeing my name in print, even if it is alongside 103 other writers (including Sian Prior). As my mate Tania Chandler, who just launched …
A suitable farewell
I am not sure I had realised how popular Mum was (and I am positive she didn’t either). The church at her funeral was packed and overflowing and there were …
Empty Space
There is so much to do, to catch up on, and so little motivation. I’ve had to resort to my daily to-do lists in my diary to try to encourage …
Goodbye Mum
Pattie Morgan 27 July 1940 – 8 April 2015 A beautiful, brave, smart, playful and loving woman. We’ll miss you. This is the eighth post in a series about my …
Peacefully sleeping
It’s hard to imagine that this woman, always so full of life, will not be here much longer. In such a short period of time Mum has gone from someone …
Cheated
It’s the odd little things that catch me: some middle-aged woman helping her old mum cross the road, a man sitting drinking coffee with his elderly mother, an elderly gentleman …
Don’t panic
I have really struggled with understanding what I need to write about this week. It seems much harder, which is probably a great reflection of the rollercoaster week it’s been. …