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 […]
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.