Friday night
I haven’t posted much of what I’ve written lately. It sometimes feels self-indulgent; ‘oversharing’ is the word these days. Something’s changed in the last month... Read More
Cara’s voice
I’ve been wanting to write something like this for ages. But kept putting it off. An extra impetus came along when someone supplied this link... Read More
Meaning for two
(photo by Rickydavid) Mary’s death has forced me to look into the mirror. Forced me to think more deeply about who I am, who I’ve... Read More
A landscape of grief, or, everyone’s grief is different (duh)
CC Image: 'In the Shade...' by Rajesh, on Flickr I was contemplating the statement “everyone’s grief is different”. I hear this with a similar frequency... Read More
What scares me
It’s not that Mary’s death was a wake-up call. I don’t feel like I see life as being any more ephemeral. It’s just made me... Read More
Doing grief… maybe
I am in grief… I feel grief… I am doing grief… I thought about these three sentences after reading an article on thoughts, emotions and motivation and... Read More
Grief future, past and present
I had a real aha moment this week. A lightbulb flashed on in my head and I wondered how I’d ever managed to see things... Read More
How to answer that question after losing someone you love.
“How are you?” or “how are you going?” or “how’s things?” I’ve lost count how many times I’ve been asked. I really should have a... Read More
My eulogy to Mary
Mary passed away on 23 September this year. I knew I had to speak at the funeral, and knew that if I failed to get... Read More
I’m a dad to the awesome Harry and Cara, a widower, and a learner; slowly attempting a fools errand to make sense of the world, and writing about the thoughts and ideas that pop into my head along the way.