In less than 24 hours it will be the 14th of August. The 14th of August is the date that life, as I knew it, would never be the same. The 14th of August is the date my Mother died. For the last few days I feel as though I have been watching a metaphorical … Continue reading Two Years On
When I got home this afternoon there was a letter waiting for me. A letter inviting me to make an appointment for my very first cervical screening. At first, I was full of dread at the thought of the uncomfortable Speculum but then the more I thought about it and the more it set in, … Continue reading Life’s little reminders…
"It has been said that "time heals all wounds". I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting it's sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone" - Rose Kennedy The above quote is something I wholeheartedly agree with. Time, definitely does not heal. Time, … Continue reading My ever evolving fear of grief
This next entry could cause more than a just a few eye rolls. This next entry, I have tried so hard not to write at the risk of sounding too cliche. As here I go again with my poetic ramblings about my love life. As here I go again, falling so hard so soon. As … Continue reading Do you believe in fate?
"But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby" - Lemony Snicket The death of a loved one is a curious thing. What's more curious though, are the things I found myself clutching onto. I don't know about the rest of you who have experienced a loss, … Continue reading The Bus Pass
We met when I was a teenager, it was a cold night in January and I had recently gone through a break up as well as calling it quits with "the man from seven years ago". My self esteem was pretty low and he took an interest. I remember him looking at me from across … Continue reading That wasn’t love, that was just hope.
I'd never been to a funeral before. I remember going to my great grandad's wake when I was young but I'd never been to an actual service before, let alone plan one. I woke up the day of my mam's funeral and there was a buzz around the house. We were all getting ready for … Continue reading The funeral