So, I’m still alive, just curled up in a ball for a while and trying to make sense of the world we live in. Since the sudden death of Ben’s mum, Elma I’ve found myself questioning everything in life. Most of those questions I’ve asked myself many times before, beginning when my own Dad died … More Questions on life.
Does Religion matter? Are you a happier person because you believe there is another life waiting, or because you believe this is the only chance you are getting? I’m not one for religion or an after life with Jesus or whoever, but every now and then I can appreciate what it is for others to … More Believe it or not?
Come November Daniel will be gone three years. If I were to think of the past three years in terms of days and hours it would seem like a long time, so much has happened. Yet when I look at his photo I cannot believe it. It seems like only yesterday we worried about his … More Time does not heal
Today is Daniel’s birthday. He is sixteen years old, yet for me he is also forever thirteen. Thirteen, the same age as my youngest. There are days when I look at her and I hurt as I remember Daniel’s pain as he battled through his thirteenth year. How would I tell her if she had … More 16 today, but forever 13.
One of my biggest regrets in life is that my dad died before I made a life for myself. He wasn’t there to give me away ( a job brilliantly done by my younger brother), nor did he meet any of my four children. I would love for them to have known him in person, … More What if?