One of my favourite memories of Mum, is when she would come back from a food shop, or a bakery with a brown paper bag, and a…… Read more “Belgian Bun”
When I miss Mummy, there is a gentle simplicity in my suffering. In a way, it is complete, it is a cycle that has been fulfilled, and…… Read more “The Difference of Missing Someone Who Can Come Back”
The sun is still in the sky and shining above you.
Thank you for coming on this journey with me.