I count my blessings

I count my blessings

I count my blessings… In this heat I sat outside and these words came to me…   I count my blessings. Things turn out perfect. Just as they are meant to not a second sooner or later but with perfect precision. Every situation we face and every person...

5 years 5 months and 18 days..

Sometimes words are not important it just is.  Father’s day came and went yet another day to feel the huge void and feel deeply grateful in equal measure.   I shared the following thoughts with my close friends who like me are members of the fatherless club.....

101 years and not out!

I celebrated my father’s birthday on 21st April in a low key manner but in a way I hope he would have approved.  My father and I spent our last proper holiday together in Dubai with my nephew so I decided to celebrate this day in Dubai which is where I write...
I count my blessings

My father’s legacy

It is 5 years 3 months and 2 days since I became an orphan. Losing my Dad in the physical world has made me acutely aware that I am next  in the queue. There is no pity or sadness just a recognition of the seismic emotional change and growth.  My Dad would say...

The impossible void

Its been a while. I ask myself it’s five years now surely I’m over the worst part of my grief journey but then it hits me sideways.  I lose my balance momentarily so I am forced to hit the PAUSE button, I retreat, reflect and then get up to carry on to...