I can’t go back the door is closed

I can’t go back the door is closed

This is a personal post about my realisation that I cannot go back to the other sider as the door is closed. Some of you will know that I reflect. In a few days time I reaching the tenth anniversary of my dear Paa’s death. I feel a fraud when I say he is dead,...

This is my happy place…

 I start this blog with a bold statement, but it is deliberate. This is my happy place. I am walking through the 10th year since my precious father’s passing. I have been through the roller coaster of grief and as Sir Elton’s song goes, ‘I am still standing after all...
This is my happy place….

This is my happy place….

I start this blog with a bold statement, but it is deliberate. This is my happy place. I am walking through the 10th year since my precious father’s passing. I have been through the roller coaster of grief and as Sir Elton’s song goes, ‘I am still standing after all...
Ninth anniversary…

Ninth anniversary…

As I sit by my laptop, I realise it has been some time since I wrote a blog here. I do still write but recently I have been writing a regular column for our regional paper, the Yorkshire Post. In front of me is a photograph of my father taken at a studio when my...
My Dad and Me: A journey of Love, loss and life- THE BOOK

My Dad and Me: A journey of Love, loss and life- THE BOOK

I am writing this post from my book website. It all feels rather surreal, how did I move from being a grieving daughter to an author? I suppose when we are cracked open we have a stark choice, either we sink or swim. Being my father’s daughter my choice was...