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 […]
My late husband used to tease me because I believed I lived in a Disney world. Well he teased me because he loved my innocent take on being able to see the good in the world and the moral in the story. I believed, like a Disney princess, […]
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 