Retreat pictures

Our Living with Loss retreat at Lee Abbey in Devon finished yesterday. It is a bit hard to explain the journey we go on together, as we look at the sadness and confusion that has accompanied the losses in our lives,  yet also – hopefully – gain a bit more hope for our journey ahead.…

Amplification

They say that when you fall in love the grass looks brighter, you have a spring in your step. When something really good has happened, the tiresome aspects of your day aren’t such a bother, much like a water skier who is pulled along, whizzing over the waves. To have a heart broken by grief…

Back in England

We spent the last two weeks of October on holiday in beautiful Rhodes, and I was so busy getting my work done before I left, that I had no time nor energy to post here. And since getting back, there’s been a lot to catch up on. But now I hope to stay on top of…

The journey begins

Dear little Pax, my first child, was only 3 1/2 years old when he passed away as a result of a genetic condition. The year was 1982. The place was Bhopal, India. Pax means “peace.” I lost Pax; I lost peace. That’s the agony of untimely death, the agony of a mother who outlives her…