Tag Archives: grief

its alright…

Posted on April 13, 2012 by

Heya Bab, I know it has been a while since I’ve written, but you are often in my thoughts. You stop by with the mail in my inbox that spam-says its from you, in the silly line from a movie … Continue reading →

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love endures…

Posted on January 16, 2012 by

Heya Bab, I’ve haven’t done this, haven’t written one to you for a while, but tonight was one of those nights when I was left wide awake with words for you buzzing round in my head. I wish you were … Continue reading →

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the neon-pink Christmas tree…

Posted on December 24, 2011 by

I was met at the airport by a delighted dog in fairy wings – why wings? I don’t really know. My brother and the pup picked me up, drove me dozing home, and ushered me in to see a neon-pink … Continue reading →

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a pineapple, tears, laughter and a mongoose…

Posted on December 12, 2011 by

Lately I am tired. It may be the click-tut of the geckos, the whinge-whine of mosquitos that bug and bite, or the brawling call of the morning mosque scaring me out of sleep, but I am finding little rest. I walk … Continue reading →

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how can I help?

Posted on November 28, 2011 by

We are moths, dancing the breeze ever closer to the flame-flicker that brightens as it burns. There are paths we never want to walk that have to be trodden. Places we don’t want to visit that tug us irrevocably on. … Continue reading →

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my cup overflows…

Posted on November 26, 2011 by

I’ve spent today sitting in the toilet throwing up in a bucket – food poisoning again. I ache all over, I feel terrible and I’m desperately thirsty because every time I drink, I’m sick again. It has been a day for … Continue reading →

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It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to…

Posted on November 24, 2011 by

Heya Bab, Christmas is coming and I am wondering whether I will make it home in time to catch it. Without you I don’t know quite what it will be, who we will be. Part of me is tempted to … Continue reading →

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when someone is dying…

Posted on November 19, 2011 by

Watching someone die is never going to be easy. Something is breaking. A world is ending. It is not going to be okay. The light is greying out. It is not far short of 6 months since my dad died … Continue reading →

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quiet desperation is the English way…

Posted on November 8, 2011 by

After a few days where grief was as pressing and present as the ground beneath my feet, I’ve been trying hard to put it back in its place, to shift the tilt of my landscape and let in a little more sky. … Continue reading →

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happy birthday heartache..

Posted on November 1, 2011 by

The dates are backing up. I’m in a ruck, a cluster clump of hurt. I’ve been strong all day. Kept the quiver from my voice, the water at the edge of my eye. I did my job, smiled in the … Continue reading →

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