When you lose your mum, and then the plague begins

It is four months today since my mother died in what was her bedroom in my house. I was holding her hand in my hands and guiding her down a sunlit path lined with trees, at the end of which my father waited for her. He was dressed in a smart best suit, and had … Read moreWhen you lose your mum, and then the plague begins

Writing again

Back writing this morning. It’s strange, or maybe not, how being able to devote myself to it again, after years of caring for my parents, makes me miss them both so very much. “Your time is your own again,” friends have told me, meaning well. Yes. It seems a long time since my mum died. … Read moreWriting again

Ms Flack’s death is a symptom no one will heed, but they should

Tabloid newspapers are busy deleting their bullying, revolting articles about Caroline Flack, but those who wrote and published them can’t erase their guilt. Neither can the members of the public who posted hateful comments about her online. As Ms Flack herself wrote: “in a world where you can be anything, be kind”. If only her … Read moreMs Flack’s death is a symptom no one will heed, but they should

Love and water – an exploration of ideas prompted by consideration of the topic of grief

There was a time long before the dawn of humanity, or even life on earth, when the sea covered the whole planet. There was nothing but time not measured, space uncharted, the wind, gigantic electrical storms, and water everywhere. Then, something sparked and life began in that vast ocean. Our ancient ancestors could be found … Read moreLove and water – an exploration of ideas prompted by consideration of the topic of grief

The dad-shaped hole: living past a death

My dad in hospital

My dad died December 27, 2017. He was 96 years old. A month later, it would have been my parents’ 70th wedding anniversary. He’d been admitted to hospital in late November with a chest infection that was successfully cleared, only to be followed by him catching an antibiotic resistant E. coli. It took up residence … Read moreThe dad-shaped hole: living past a death

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