Tag Archives: grief

she’s back!

Posted on May 21, 2012 by

In my dreams, that is. For months I dreamt about Herself’s absence. We’d all be gathered together, the old man, the Brother, Mutt and I, in a house none of us have lived in for about 15 years. Things were … Continue reading →

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in the twinkle of an eye

Posted on May 15, 2012 by

It was a Saturday. I only left the house that night, after, so I’ve no idea what sort of a day it was, but it was long. The house was full; an uncle had brought stew earlier, others were there … Continue reading →

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herself

Posted on March 18, 2012 by

Brought to you from the different world of a year ago; my Mothers’ Day post. My mum is a star. Vibrant and sassy, full of style and charm. A veteran of many a golf club and gin joint. An adventurer, … Continue reading →

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emotion leaks out

Posted on February 27, 2012 by

It had to happen. Of course it did. I was half expecting it some time. I’ve been busy with the rare disease stuff. The week ahead will be more busy, and more public. I’ve had to write about Herself, using … Continue reading →

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