The majority of the last 3 months have been extremely hard, but there have been times of great joy and laughter and spending time with my grand daughter and grandson has been precious. December finally arrived and I started the specialist Trauma therapy and attended with an open mind. The intensive EMDR therapy throughout December… Read More A New Year and A New Chapter
The 10 things that I have learnt in the last 18 months are:- 1. Time does not heal (you don’t heal from this) 2. I have found out who my true friends are (and I have some really good friends) 3. I hate platitudes…In a better place…Only the good die young…..He wouldn’t want you to… Read More My Mask
We arrived home early September 2018 and as we drove on the M4 it got worse, the closer to home, the more agitated I got. The triggers appeared followed by the flashbacks, by the time we reached home I was refusing to get out of the car, my mind wasn’t coping, I wasn’t coping, I… Read More Falling Apart – Again
The last seven weeks has flown by and I suddenly realised I hadn’t written an update. Sorry about that but it’s been quite busy here in the campo. As you know I started this journey with my partner Mark, who had been my rock. However whilst here there has been a change, I am now… Read More Update From Andalucia
My ultimate aim in taking a three month sabbatical was to try and take myself away from all the triggers, to try and recharge my batteries and find a way forward. Several friends and family were concerned that I would just be sat around and have nothing to do but think! Well they obviously haven’t… Read More Living In The Campo
My son was in the Navy and it was to be a military funeral. As his mother I could chose the hymns and the prayers. The Navy would provide the formal proceedings of the gun salute, the flag and the last post. I spent the three weeks working on it night and day, it gave… Read More Bereavement – The Funeral
My priority was my other four sons and breaking the news to them. Seeing and hearing their reactions broke my already shattered heart. Apart from hearing the news and telling my other sons I have very little recollection of the day.
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