Today, after 4 years, the person who was responsible for the death of one of the greatest men I have ever known has began his prison sentence. Yesterday justice was served. Yesterday a letter I had written, my victim impact statement, was read in court. I was not […]
There is a saying that home is where the heart is. My heart is torn between this life and the next. My home is both here and in the afterlife. My home was and is so much more than my house but I have been struggling to remember that home is not the building or the address. Home is forever in my heart.
This lounge is where I spent some of the happiest years of my life. My late husband and I would spend hours just hanging out here. In winter he loved keeping the fire going all day and late into the night when we would read or write or […]
Grief’s name is Lola. She was a showgirl. Let me explain. This is not an attempt at humour. Before I begin, before she comes forward and speaks, I need you to understand why she is my grief. My late husband and I have always had an appreciation for […]
I don’t have a name. I don’t know what to do. I am not the person I used to be. I am broken in two. Half of me is a nameless empty shell. A being functioning on the basic need for survival. Running my life on auto pilot. I […]
The best year of my life and the worst year of life. The season of light. The season of darkness. The spring of hope. The winter of despair. I had everything before me. I had nothing before me. My life summed up as the beginning of a Dickens novel.
Notes for Nova 