Learning to Live Again

People say time is a healer. People say that with time life gets easier. It hasn't so far. One of the reasons I tend to write my blog...

Today is our 22nd wedding anniversary. My 2nd without Paul. Our last one together was our 20th anniversary in 2019 and we had an amazing...

It was dinner time today and I was in a rush to cook dinner to feed our forever-starving teens. Decided to cook a simple dhal, cabbage...

I struggle. I suffer. I cry. I ache. I laugh. Then I get hit with an avalanche of guilt that I'm laughing. that I'm able to laugh,...

It is 4 o'clock Boxing Day evening and I've had a few texts today asking how our Christmas Day went. I'm in awe of the love people have...

I mentioned in one of my earlier posts that I usually start preparing for Christmas in October. Well....this year has been a drag. But I...

It was one year ago today when we said our last goodbyes to Paul. The church, the vicar, the funeral directors, the village hall where...

Well......today wasn't a typical football Sunday, but wet and cold enough to think about Paul and football Sundays. When Harry was...

I came across this picture while looking for online support today. It is a sculpture called "Mélancolie" by an artist called Albert...

These photos were taken on 4th December 2016. Not even in my worst nightmare, I saw how my life would change in less than 3 years. Paul...

This week has been pretty bad. It is always going to be bad. Every single day this past year has been hell. There have been days when I...

To say that life has been tough is an understatement....But, there are thousands of people out there who are equally struggling without...

I promised myself that I will write about the last 2 months of Paul's life when I'm ready. I realised today that I will never be fully...

Sunday 24th March 2019. Paul's parents were visiting us and we were having a lovely relaxed weekend. Paul wanted to go for a quick walk -...

I started to draft this but it is proving too much. I promise to as soon as I'm ready.

Our Dearest Friend Next Door How do we begin to think about such a dear friend as Paul, we have shared so much, so many great times, so...

I think I can say with a fair degree of certainty that Paul wouldn’t have been a huge advocate of me standing in front of a large group...

I first met Paul, when I was walking the dog and he was out walking with his binoculars. From that point, I knew he was passionate about...

I would just like to say that despite dad having his life being cut short, he lived every day to his fullest. He would see an opportunity...

My father lived a full life. Though it was cut far too short, the time he was given was never wasted. From family and community life, to...