Close your eyes

You can shed tears that she is gone Or you can smile because she has lived You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her Or you can be…More

Eyes on the clocks

This last couple of weeks has been a very strange mixture of fact and fiction. Of TV dramatisations of real life tragedies (The C Word, on TV at last, Lisa Lynch!) Of work deadlines and home deadlines all seeming to coalesce into some kind of weird vortex of limitation and pressure. I have a big…More

To Mum, my hero

Mother’s Day’s a time of year to celebrate a life of someone who is dear to us, a Grandma and a wife We think about her kindness and we smile at one another And we’re so grateful every day, because she is our Mother.  The most important thing to say is Thanks – for all…More

If I only could…

It’s time to let you in on a little secret. One that has only been uttered amongst close family and friends a couple of times so far, but I think it’s time to say it here. I’ve not been deliberately keeping secrets. I’ve just been holding off posting, partly because it’s online and visible for…More

I’m still looking up

A little while back I wrote about the power of being able to discuss with like-minded people how we feel about our diagnosis and treatment. It truly is a life-saver for your sanity because there are so many strange and new things to think about, find out about and decide on, both before during and after treatment – and it’s quite…More