Stirring ashes for embers On mourning the loss of a child There is one word that springs to mind as I recall the year that has past : ashes. A thick choking blanket that quenched a bright spark. I haven’t written about some of my memories of this time last year as the moments I […]
Apparently 15th November is ‘I love to write day’? No idea who, where, what or why that is, but the date is significant to me as it’s my Dad’s birthday – he would have turned 71 this year. So in honour of the day, I’m going to write briefly about him. Above is my recent […]
Last Christmas was so unbearably sad. My eight year old nephew had passed away on the 17th December and we just did not know how to make our way through the ‘season of joy’. Everything was bitter, cold and so very dark.
For the sake of my kids and society at large I am practiced at putting on a brave face but I am struggling a lot at the moment; every now and then the facade cracks and I spill awkward tears before strangers. These past six months have been a dark time and possibly the name […]
On the 17th December 2016 my little 8 year old nephew died after a brief fight with illness following a strep throat which triggered a very rare and fatal syndrome called HLH (Hemophagocytic Lymphohistiocytosis). The easiest part of parenting is talking to other parents about how very hard it is to be a parent. The […]