Pivoting…

I didn’t quite know what pivoting meant until someone described my journey since my dad’s death as a series of transformational events or pivots. To me, these were points where I,  by default reconfigured myself but on reflection, it wasn’t something...
And another loss …

And another loss …

It has been a while since I wrote a blog.  A dear friend of mine died three days ago, she was 90 years old. My friend was a lovely soul and we spoke 266 times over a period of 6 years.  Each week on a Wednesday evening  my mobile phone would remind me to call my...
Grief visits us again….

Grief visits us again….

The nation is mourning the passing of its beloved Queen. Losing the Queen for me is like losing a parent. Those who have lost their beloved parent will probably revisit their own grief as well as grieve the loss of a constant figure which is what our Queen was.  She...

What is missing is you!

These were the first words that came to me as I sat down this morning in the garden with my cup of tea.  It rained last night so the day began with a freshness that you see when all the trees and plants are lush and watered.  The air is fresh and first thing in the...
Grief visits us again….

What is missing is you!

These were the first words that came to me as I sat down this morning in the garden with my cup of tea.  It rained last night so the day began with a freshness that you see when all the trees and plants are lush and watered.  The air is fresh and first thing in the...