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,...
I can’t go back the door is closed

73 days to go….

In 73 days, I will reach the tenth anniversary of my father’s passing, yes, his death. It is still hard to acknowledge his death. What have I learnt in these intervening years? A great deal about myself and about us, and about the kindness from people I least...
My reflections on Father’s day

My reflections on Father’s day

So many of you will have marked this day in your own special ways and some may not have the opportunity to do so. Some of us will have thanked our dads in our own quiet way.    A father plays an important role for some of us, and mine definitely did, in fact, he still...

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...