I wondered if it would be okay, me living alone. Waking up, cooking, watching TV. I was afraid I would be like that man from Up.
Writing on the blog is deeply personal. I imagine I sit you down, offer you tea, hold your hand and look you in the eyes. Whilst you may read this and throw it away, or never think of it again, I think of it every day. The power of you sitting with me, and giving me space to share my thoughts.
As Told By John (also known as Woodsy)
But mum was right. Sooner or later, I have to find my way back to that gentle place. It’s scary and it’s vulnerable and it can die a billion times between each victory…
As Told By Lisa
Death of a loved one is hard. Grief and mourning suck but both are necessary to heal. I say ‘heal’ only as a descriptor because healing is…… Read more “As Told By Lisa”