I’ve noticed, of late, actually scratch that, I’ve noticed for a long time the number of people who comment on images of their friends’ daughtersContinue Reading
Stop it, just stop it
August 25, 2021
This is grief, for now not ever
July 7, 2021I rock back and forth, arms pinned in close, left hand in fist on my sternum, right hand clasped over it. This is grief. ThisContinue Reading
The life of an adult child
August 25, 2020For six weeks in a languid summer four years ago, deep in the south of France, I lived a simple life in a medieval villageContinue Reading
Sugar coated grief is still grief, no matter how you coat it
October 5, 2017I returned to the place of my mother’s death today. A lone hospital room in neutral hues with a view of the blossom trees thatContinue Reading
Suicide, a 7 letter word with more than 13 reasons why
April 18, 2017This post is about suicide. It may trigger you or cause you distress. You have every right to look away if you think it willContinue Reading
What does he do? He lives in a lion’s heart
March 5, 2017Too often the first question from my friends’ lips, when I mention a new man in my life, is ‘what does he do?’ “He makesContinue Reading
Death is in the details and on my phone
March 5, 2017I have photos of my dead mother on my phone. Not my mother before she died but my mother’s body after her death. I don’tContinue Reading
Since when did life come with a stylist and a hashtag?
May 3, 2016I cut my thighs the other day, deliberately. On an image editing website. It was easy to slither off a bit of my thigh, softenContinue Reading
You can’t kill someone with kindness, just try
April 27, 2016My ex boyfriend once showed up at home with shopping bags filled with women’s clothes. For me. I had, in a funk of self loathing,Continue Reading
Thanks for the Facebook memories, not
April 20, 2016‘Facebook memories’ let me know that my mother, Joy, died 18 months ago this last week. Thanks Facebook. Now there’s an anniversary I wasn’t planningContinue Reading