Join me on the ride of my life. My journey of grief and moving forwards to a happy life again.
It's been almost 20 years since Harry died. My children were 2, 5 and 9. They are now adults at 21,25 and 29 so what do I think I did well. Even if at the time I didn't even know it was something that one day would be a good thing. I think the things... Continue Reading →
It's been 35 years since I first stepped foot into my brown leather lace up 'sensible' nurses shoes that I wore with my aqua blue nurses uniform and red woollen cape. I was 18. At that time, Harry and I had been dating for a couple of years. 3 years later and 21 years old,... Continue Reading →
I have spoken to many male and females who have been widowed over the years and it's like we are the silent club. We all acknowledge there feels something different when you are left sole and single parenting, widower, or have a parent die when you are young or a child pass away. There's a... Continue Reading →
When death comes knocking at your door on some idle Tuesday afternoon. In my years when grief was intense , I shed a lot of tears. The tears still come from time to time but a lot less often and more privately. The first 7 years after Harry's death were the hardest. It's now 19... Continue Reading →
Ted Loves Lucy 