Out of the picture

Isn’t it interesting the way each of us deals with grief in sometimes polarising ways. A relative, whose husband died several years ago in circumstances very similar to mine, filled her living room with pictures of him, including one taken on their last holiday together.  She says she found comfort from being surrounded by allContinue reading “Out of the picture”

Is widowhood a question of black and white?

How does one be a widow? I am one, but I don’t know how to be one. It’s a horrible word, isn’t it, conjuring up images of black, spiders, weeds and danger. Things that are dark, mystical and to be avoided. But I don’t want to be avoided. In the olden days, widows dressed inContinue reading “Is widowhood a question of black and white?”

Why being Selfish at Sixty changed my life

It’s two years since I started this blog and in that relatively short space of time, so much has changed. I wrote it to mark my 60th birthday and to kick off my year of being ‘Selfish At Sixty’ – where each month I was going to do something lovely, new or adventurous. Where IContinue reading “Why being Selfish at Sixty changed my life”

Future imperfect

Two things happen when your partner dies.  The first is that you lose your partner. The second is that you lose yourself. All those plans that you had for the future, big and small, the things you were going to do together, are gone.  The trip to Pisa, renovating the kitchen, enjoying watching your childrenContinue reading “Future imperfect”