Aging is an extraordinary process, where you become free to be the person you always should have been – David Bowie.
I’m pretty sure I know what’s wrong with the world. Like many of the best ideas that fly through the ether to settle on a worthy recipient, it came to me when I was lying on the couch in the sun. Here it is - there aren’t enough Grown-Ups in the world. But, if those …
I didn’t expect that I would find myself writing again on the subject of my ninety year old mother’s passing away. I thought that I covered all I needed to say on that in my previous piece. I had my flash of grief, and acknowledged that I missed mum - job done. But I find …
Mum has gone. It wasn’t unexpected - she was ninety years old. But it is unexpected how much I grieve her passing. The last eight years of looking after her and dad - he died four years ago - were so, so hard, that I thought I would only feel relief at finally being released …
Some of this. And some of that.
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