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where my brother’s dreams were made. & laid

I made the decision last month to go to Rhodes/Rodos this year, and see where my brother died. I was thinking October time when it’ll be a bit cooler, and also how nice it would be if one of my besties, R, came with me, but not feeling too sure if she’d fly or not,… Continue reading where my brother’s dreams were made. & laid

what I’d tell my younger self

There were a few things that came up today in my bereavement writing group, as they often do, mostly around wisdom which funnily enough I have something about that written on my whatsapp profile – ‘Self reflection is the first condition of wisdom’ (attributed to Plato, possible ripped off from Aristotle?). There’s often various intertwining… Continue reading what I’d tell my younger self

a work in progress

there’s been a project that I’ve been working on here and there that began in 2024. or you could say 2014, or perhaps 1977 even. it’s a project based on childhood trauma that I felt a need to work through, to process through stitch. it carries a profound sadness but also a celebration, of an… Continue reading a work in progress

Hope

Since our dog had disappeared one day in Gloucester when I was around 11 years old I’d always wanted another one so from time to time would pester my mum about it. But was always responded to with a no. I’d had other pets growing up, a hamster here and there, a kitten, (although unfortunately… Continue reading Hope

10 days. 3 hits. to my beautiful dead family

It made a change to have a Christmas card making session at the Write Out Loud and I wasn’t initially too fussed about it. I felt like I would’ve preferred to be writing but unexpectedly it gave me a pleasant surprise, and that was the conversations that took place between us that just wouldn’t have… Continue reading 10 days. 3 hits. to my beautiful dead family

write out loud

I’ve recently joined a bereavement writing group. Each week part of the session is spent writing in silence for 20 minutes thoughts feelings  and sometimes tears penned onto paper, all initiated by a prompt. I thought I might share what I wrote two weeks ago What has Write Out Loud done for me?  As I… Continue reading write out loud