The Price Of loving… Worth Every Tear.

Grief… when a kind friend gives you a gift token to buy a plant or tree to celebrate my mum’s life and I pick up the phone to tell my mum about it. Grief… when you live a life based on this time last month or last year. Grief… when the pain of looking at … More The Price Of loving… Worth Every Tear.

Why? What can I say?

Last night my youngest daughter, asked me through tears, “why him?”. She had been told that, her school friends little brother, was very sick. He is five years old. Over the past ten months, my daughter has also watched another family, live the nightmare of having a very sick child. Thankfully that young boy, who … More Why? What can I say?