My grief is heavy. It’s heavy every day from the minute I wake up to the second I drift off again. It sits on my shoulders always, but from time to time it’s quiet and I’ll forget for a bit, then out of nowhere I’ll be reminded of the space that exists, the space theyContinue reading “Grief, resurrected”
Category Archives: Sadness
Wanted : friend
I think I’m having my first real creative crisis. It’s come from nowhere. 2022 arrived and there seemed to be a world of ideas, projects and opportunities for me to think about. My partner is the one who deserves the credit for everything I’m about to pour out on this post. I was telling himContinue reading “Wanted : friend”
Hats
You’re a wearing a hat. Yes, you. You’ve got a hat on right now, even if you don’t realise it, even if you don’t like hats. I imagine you in a deerstalker with the obligatory pipe too. And now you’re frowning, creating thick lines above your eyebrows as you wonder what the fu*k I’m onContinue reading “Hats”
Selected for Childrens Mental Health Week
It’s always a wonderful thing to have a successful Short Story that wins or gets selected for a competition. In the Secret Attic Weekly Write last week (week 5) my story was the first selected entry, and I was absolutely thrilled. The story itself, including the difficult content and the timeframe of submission, was probablyContinue reading “Selected for Childrens Mental Health Week”
Isolation – the lonliness pandemic
Before I steam in to this post, I need to acknowledge the serious reality of lonliness for some people and make it clear that I’m not trying to pull the ‘woe is me’ card. Although I feel lonliness and am basically isolated, I’m acutely aware there are others suffering and alone in a far moreContinue reading “Isolation – the lonliness pandemic”
In memory…
For the first time, I’m going to use this blog in a very self-indulgent way, but it’s going to help me cope this year with the grief train that starts on this day annually and plagues me until December. In no way do I expect anyone to read on, but if you chose to doContinue reading “In memory…”
Surprise! Stress approaching!
Sunday morning. Breakfast in bed with a steaming, sugary latte and the sound of white noise lingering as the tv news reports murmur and traffic starts to build outside. You munch a pain aux chocolat (because you’re classy…even if the pastry is landing all over your Egyptian cotton sheets) and sip at your coffee, savouringContinue reading “Surprise! Stress approaching!”
Creative Steph 