Monthly Archives: April 2016

Gratitude

It is easy to forget to be grateful. I’m not even sure what we are grateful to – not to a God, because we are secular humanists, aren’t we? Maybe to other people. Maybe to the world. Maybe to blind … Continue reading

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If we were having coffee…

…We wouldn’t be having coffee. It’s far too late for coffee – I’m working tomorrow. So I’ll have something caffeine-free…hot milk, maybe, or something herbal. Lovely. So, I’d be telling you that the big news is that my daughter did … Continue reading

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The start of the cancer story.

When I first had a diagnosis of cancer I was – of course – terrified. I was scared of dying, of leaving my beautiful children behind, of leaving my husband, my parents, all of that. I wasn’t even 45 yet. … Continue reading

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If we were having coffee…

I’d be gasping for one, as usual. I’d start by talking about the weather. It’s glorious. Blue blue blue sky, with a few white clouds bubbling over the horizon. I won’t have a biscuit, no, thank you. I’m trying to … Continue reading

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Living with dying #1

Ha ha ha. You’re dying. I’m dying. That’s the nature of life. It is transient – a bird flying from window to window of a lighted hall. We all know that. But it’s really hard to hold on to that … Continue reading

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If we were having coffee…

…I’d be starting to drink it while it’s  a bit too hot. It’s been a busy week. And then I’d sit back and appreciate this moment of calm. I’d tell you that the kids have been off school this week, … Continue reading

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Flowers and folklore

I’ve just been doing “flowers” as the topic for NaPoWriMo, and it has reminded me about the tattered remnants of folklore we knew as children. We called cow parsley “Mother-die” and wouldn’t pick it at any price. Hawthorn blossoms brought … Continue reading

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If we were having coffee…

…I would tell you about the people I’m holding in my heart this week: Little Red, who spent 10 days in intensive care, but is now getting better ever day; Action Girl, who is struggling with a difficult diagnosis; Uncle … Continue reading

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