I suppose in this day and age, with so much attention paid to disasters and death in every corner of the world, it’s possible to get grief fatigue. On any single day that you read the news, whatever your source, there are numerous tragedies. There are the victims in Manchester, whose names we know; there are…
A post dedicated to those who might be feeling confused and even overwhelmed as they struggle to the navigate the journey through grief following multiple losses. Recently I attended a general memorial service at a church. This was primarily for those who had lost a loved one in the past 2 years, although others…
A personal reflection My daughter Catherine was learning to drive a little while before she passed away. I think it wasn’t always very wise, considering her mental health and the amount of prescribed medication she was taking, but at least she got behind the wheel of the car and gave it a go. I never…
It must have been 1969 or 1970. The place was Booth Hall Children’s Hospital in Manchester. I was 12 or 13. I had some inflammatory arthritis that was bad enough that my knee required surgery. I can’t remember being frightened, but I do remember a lot of pain. I thought it would be just a…
It’s been awhile since I posted anything here; my husband and I were up in Scotland. I loved the wild beauty of the Highlands. It was a summer break from home, and without good internet connections for much of the time, I left aside this blog – and virtually everything else. But you know the song, “love is all…
