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Tag Archives: bereavement
You may remember me writing this a little while ago. When she came out of hospital, she had a health visitor every day and they delivered a special hospital bed and mattress which was set up in the back room … Continue reading
It’s been hot, muggy and somewhat stifling today. Hubby was out just before 9am cutting the grass before it got too hot and unbearable, then after showers we put the washing on. It was dry by midday. In truth, we … Continue reading
I haven’t touched the old ivories for a while. Hubby loves to hear me play, and although music is going through my head, I haven’t wanted to extend it to my fingers. Music has always been my safety valve. It … Continue reading
The Bank Holiday weekend is over, and offices are back to normal. Our neighbour is holding up, but you can see her pain etched through her entire body. Phone calls today. I was there when the Coroner rang to confirm … Continue reading
It’s the end of my day now. I’ve gone through my reader and done the challenges I enjoy trying to spend a normal Sunday, but my thoughts are all over the place. We had a panicky phone call this morning … Continue reading
Miles away, a book lies open For many to read and remember, Loved ones, partners, parents, children, Hearts full of memories tender. This year, year one, of you reunited After twenty two years apart, Together forever, in a distant place … Continue reading
Saturday 24th March. In my sleep, I had called for Mum and heard her distinct reply: ‘I’m coming.’ I awoke smiling, Mum being my first conscious thought of the day. Hubby and I lit the large Church candle at home … Continue reading
My sister has sent me a text to say she is scattering Mum’s ashes tomorrow. There is no way we can attend, but at least we can light a candle for her at the due time. The entry in the … Continue reading
I Awake, Silent tears Stream down my face: Missing you, wanting To tell you I love you. Outside forces prevent me From doing what’s right and proper, That final respect, to say goodbye. You are in a better loving place, … Continue reading