Way back when, I said I’d post if I worked out how to get through heartbreak. Or rather, if I had anything more useful to say than… 745 more words
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I sit here writing this post at Emily’s laptop surrounded by her things, as a glass of daffodils hold hope on the windowsill.
The title of this post are the words on a poster above her bed and it ends by saying ‘Just do the best you can’. 384 more words
Do you believe in visitation dreams?
Before I lost Husband, I had been a point of contact for deceased family members. I’d dream of them telling me to tell someone something or show me where they were now with messages of reassurance that they were ok. 462 more words
I used to be really confident. I didn’t care a hoot what others thought of me or the things I did. I made a choice early on that I could worry about what others thought or I could just do as I please and let others either be with me or get the hell over it. 528 more words