Today is a death anniversary. My friends tell me it’s a special day when I should cherish memories and be thankful. They aren’t wrong, but those memories are currently seeping from the corners of my eyes. I remember getting a … Continue reading Four years today
I am an extrovert. I am not always grateful for this. Sometimes I try to relate to others through my own experiences, and I don’t listen well. I get really enthusiastic and that’s not always appreciated. I can be too … Continue reading Finding my way back
When we first moved to England nearly twenty years ago, we settled in a house along the river. After 13 years there, the house flooded and after 18 months of renovation, we left, unable to see the Thames floating by … Continue reading The distance between us
For 49 years it worked quietly in the background, unannounced and unnoticed. If I even considered my heart, it was clinical – a piece of me I knew I had but relied on without further thought. Not separate to the … Continue reading A matter of the heart
Sometime in 2020 Richard took over caring for our house plants. He rounded up the few we had dotted around the house, repotted them, and started looking after them properly. Maybe it’s the app he’s using or maybe it was … Continue reading I’m worried Charles IV is dying
This morning I was listening to a back episode of Desert Island Discs while I cleaned my flat. It was a show with Tom Hanks, and near the end as he was being cast away, he talked about the difference … Continue reading Loneliness and solitude
We are apparently starting a new chapter in the Covid fight today, one that involves ignoring the situation, getting on with life and letting some people die. This week Richard and Maddie watched Eternals – the new Marvel movie on … Continue reading New chapter in the same bad book
My dear friend in Seattle gave me a meditation app for Christmas. I know the science behind meditation and occasionally have done a session with someone that has been really powerful, but deep in my heart I’m a bit of … Continue reading Metaphor and life
With my daughter off school for the winter holidays, we could shield together as a family. So after nearly five months of living in the flat, I moved back home for nearly two weeks. People envision a perfect reunion — a fairy-tale Christmas with a glowing tree, hot chocolate and hugs. And it was amazing in all the ways you might imagine. But it also was challenging in all the ways you wouldn’t. It was my first time back in the house since August. The furniture was moved oh-so-slightly, we had new curtains in our bedroom windows. Plants has grown. … Continue reading Home visitation
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