How can I best describe this last year… probably the best description is to say ‘It’s complicated’. In my opinion, the 5 stages of grief is a myth when you are dealing with the loss of a child. It’s more like 50 stages and some, in no particular order, continually replaying on a never ending… Read More Bereavement – Running A Marathon
Thank goodness for The Girls. Over this last year I have not been a very good mother, in fact pretty useless if the truth be told. I have been engulfed in my world of hurt, confusion, tears and anger and barely able to support myself. Thankfully the girls stepped in and stepped up. As a… Read More The Girls
I made the decision very early on in my grief not to EVER acknowledge the anniversary day, in fact I would be making a conscious effort not to even think of what happened that day, No letting off balloons, No remembrance and No tears. The sole reason for this was because my son died on… Read More Bereavement – The First Anniversary
So the Finca is furnished and habitable. However, it would seem wehave a few guests already……. We have a dove that visits regularly which I have named Dave, a black cat called Panther (that will be interesting when the dogs arrive) and Dave’s on/off girlfriend called Deidre. Oh and some nesting birds in the cooker-hood… Read More The Finca – Trip 3
It turned out that the nervous woman was indeed petrified of flying and this was her first time on a plane. The screams subsided when we were airborne but was replaced by very heaving and deep breathing. Her friend tried to calm her and told her the refreshments would be round soon. Along came the… Read More A Long Flight
My gate was called and I headed to the plane, content with my decision to spend the lead up to the first anniversary away from as many triggers as I could. I suppose I should of realised that weekend flights are likely to incur groups of party goers and 2 Hens and 1 stag party… Read More Bereavement – In Flight Entertainment
Remember I talked about triggers, well in England they are everywhere. In Spain there are few, in Spain the triggers are only in my memory. So whilst I of course will never forget, being in Spain is kinder to me. I guess some will say that I am trying to run away, that I am… Read More Bereavement – England v Spain
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