My mind know you're no longer here. But my heart still expects to see you walk up our garden path. My heart is waiting for you And I'm waiting for you with open arms. Ready to hug you. Ready to welcome you. But then you don't come. Time and again. And it hurts.
Today the complaints kept pouring in. My eldest daughter couldn't find her favorite skinny jeans, and my husband was out of matching socks. My youngest son had to send out an APB for his lost shoe, and my youngest daughter slipped in a pool of lemonade. I hadn't had time to mop it up yet....
No, that's not me. I'm not that mom. I'm not that mom who lost a child I'm not that mom who has lost a child. It can't be me, because it's one of my biggest nightmares. And you shouldn't worry about that kind of thing because it usually doesn't happen. I'm not her. But I...
Oh, to go back to the days when decorating your blog theme with all kinds of cute stuff like counters, moving giphies and floral wallpapers! Those were the days! I loved those days. I sometimes long for those days. Blog theme nowadays less is more Because these days when it comes to your blog theme,...
Is AI a friend or foe for bloggers? I'd like to think it's a friend. AI friend or foe? At first I was all: 'Oh AI sucks and it may be the end of me as a blogger!' But then again, I always think the worst about everything. So I have learned not to...
On January the 18th my daughter Lucy would have turned 26. How do you celebrate the birthday of someone who is no longer walking this earth? Who will be 25 forever? I find some comfort in Donna Ashworth's poem: 'Don't miss me more'. Don't miss me more by Donna Ashworth ‘Don’t miss me more than...
When my husband and I got married, my two sisters gave us this beautiful house name sign with both our names on it. Since then we've moved three times, but the sign always came with us. Do you have a house name sign? What does it look like?
One of the 'perks' of living in the country is that I have no easy access to shops. That should help my bank account stay healthy! But there's a loophole, and it's called the internet. Online shopping in the country While looking at the beautiful countryside from why window, I type: 'amazon.com' and voila, lots...
Since I read Sally Hinchcliffe's exciting thriller about birdwatching, Out of a clear sky, I like to think of myself as a bit of a birdwatcher! So when I looked out the living room window, and spotted a rather exotic looking bird perching in the apple tree, my heart skipped a few beats in excitement!...
This year the worst thing I could ever imagine happened. I lost one of my children. Although I don't want to say 'lost'. I would like to think she's still around. Just in a different way. Like in this poem by Henry Scott-Holland: I am but in the other room 'Death is nothing at all. ...
