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Tag Archives: grief
We had a funeral in our road today, well, just around the corner. The old lady was 80 and she and her husband celebrated their Diamond Wedding anniversary this year. The family had a big party planned, but COVID ruined … 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
It’s been a year since my Mum passed away. It seems longer sometimes and other times only recently, I guess dementia does that, and the distance to travel too. Mum died on Winnie the Pooh Day. I found that out … 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
I lit a candle here today and set it in front of my parents’ photograph on the table. It’s 6 months ago today that my Mum died. Half a year, and in that half year, we’ve had my Dad’s birthday … Continue reading
In dreams the impossible is possible, but there will always be something to remind me that it isn’t real, no matter how much I wish it. My Dad has come to me often in my dreams over the years, always … 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