It was early December. I was in my second month of pregnancy. You were our little strawberry seed. You wouldn’t have been more than 1.5mm long. Just under 5 weeks old: our baby. You would’ve looked like a teeny tiny tadpole. Your heart and brain were just beginning to form. It would’ve been too early … More The Strawberry Seed That Was Taken Too Soon
Since before I can remember, maybe circa 2000 perhaps, I’ve always dealt with death in a certain way. Whenever someone close to me has passed, I’ve written a poem about them. Nothing fancy, just the bare bones of how that person made me feel and what I cherished most about them. I’ve always abided by … More Goodbyes From The Heart
So it’s December 31st 2019, aka time to get reflective! This year has honestly flown by for me; I know, I know people always say that, but I genuinely mean it! 2018 on the other hand, did not fly by. It was a very “meh” kind of year for me, nothing particularly bad happened, but … More The Obligatory New Year’s Eve Post
The whole concept of a person being here one minute and then gone the next was wild to her. It’s not that she hadn’t dealt with death before, it was part and parcel of having a big family she’d learnt over the years; you were basically signed up to a never-ending cycle of marriages, births … More Just Like That…
In many respects 2017 started off as being one of the best years I’ve had in a while. But for the UK nation as a whole, so far it’s been one filled with anxiety and uncertainty. Three attacks in the last three months, in Westminster, Manchester and now most recently London Bridge, have instilled fear … More Troublesome Times
Eating, drinking, being merry: for a lot of us these are the things that epitomize the festive season. It is a truth universally acknowledged that the period starting from late December leading up until the beginning of January is the only time of the year that we’re allowed, and even encouraged, to abandon work and actually … More Spare A Thought
In the aftermath of a betrayal Where do we go? We’re at a dead-end. You’ve been hibernating in your comfort zone Expecting things to blow over Without any effort on your part Expecting me to still be around With my same humour, conversation and energy But if only it was that easy. If only you’d come to … More You Made Your Bed…
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