1554 days on …

A quote by T.S. Elliot inspired me to write this blog today. “We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time”. He further advised to find the still point of the...

The impact of grief…

Four years on since my father’s death I know I have done really well to survive but sometimes when I least expect grief knocks on the door of my soul and hits me sideways. The other day while travelling on the train I had a shaky moment when I saw a gentleman...

Year four…

As I  approached December I did so with a degree of dread but thus far I have got through without crumbling. Wayne Dyer, the esteem philosopher said what we see is not real what we don’t see is! I definitely feel my Dad is with me but I can’t prove it. I...

Almost four years

I am close to the fourth anniversary of my father’s death. It is 3 years, 10 months and 28 days to be precise since he died. I look at myself and I am amazed I am here still and that too in one piece. If I could I would remove the month of December from the...

It’s exhausting..

In three months time it will be four years. The beginning of autumn and the early dark evenings is a reminder that I am approaching the fourth death anniversary. It’s heavy. Somebody asked why I was not attending to a matter that would save me money and I...

Three years, 8 months and 4 days or 191 weeks and 6 days…

It has been a while since my last blog. I have been thinking what to say so much has happened and there is so much I still wish to discuss with my Dad. 3 years and 8 months sounds like a long time but to me it seems only yesterday my father passed. The last days and...