Tag Archives: support

grief 101: for a friend…

Sometimes tears still take me by surprise, but I look back at the full ferocity of my grief as a far away country. Now I can laugh at the time when I lied and said my ten-day-dead dad was fine … Continue reading

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whilst it lasts…

I have been a little high on wifi, after a week when the waves were all my satisfaction. I’ve been loitering online looking through old photos, wandering back through other journeys, spending a little time with friends long not seen, … Continue reading

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how can I help?

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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when someone is dying…

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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saying nothing…

I believe that friendships run on time that obeys no tick-tock clock. Something beautiful can flower in half an hour or take a lifetime to unfurl.  I smile a lot. I talk with flying hands and light eyes. I’m easy company. … Continue reading

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these electronic echoes…

It occurred to me today that working in an office in Uganda is not so different that working in an office in London… it’s just that the internet connection here would try the patience of a saint whereas in London … Continue reading

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you let me down…

Many people write about the buckets of support you get at first when someone dies. I think my loss must have come in a time of drought since I found more of a drip than a flood.

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