Stories of life, faith, singleness and chronic illness
Sometimes, in my dreams, I can climb mountains, go walking, see those near, yet distant places, I hear about from friends of which I can only dream. * Sometimes, in my dreams, I go to a supermarket and dance down the aisles with joy that I can choose for myself what food I would like … Continue reading Sometimes
It is forty five days since another human being touched me. Six weeks and three days. I am alone, but I am not alone in this. Many of us who are home alone during this lockdown are counting the days since we last touched another person, and comparing, and wondering when we will next be allowed … Continue reading Home Alone
As proof that I am truly in tune with the zeitgeist, on the very same day that I am returning to this blog to finish and publish it (having had to abandon it to rest my eyes for ten days), Frances Ryan has published a piece in The Guardian on the same theme: Covid lockdown … Continue reading Opportunity Knocks
When I posted my poem last week about grieving as things are lost and life changes dramatically, a friend wrote: ‘You must be thinking, “Welcome to my world”’. Well yes… and also no (but we’ll leave the ‘no’ for now). These next weeks will be a big change in lifestyle for many who find themselves … Continue reading Welcome to My World
For those facing two weeks in isolation, or twelve weeks mostly stuck at home, or a lifetime of chronic illness...***** It is ok to grieve It is ok to grieve,to mourn the small things and the large: to shed your tears for cancelled plans and missed events, as well as jobs, or people, lost; for … Continue reading It is ok to grieve
Dancing in the Dark 