Death Day #4

Dear Dad, Four years ago I saw you close your eyes for the final time; mine still move, wide and … More

Tantrum

January 10th 2007. I had just broken my New Year’s resolution which was to attend whole days of school, from … More

Whenever “something big” happens in my life – whether it’s good, bad, serious, silly, awful, lovely or ridiculous – I … More

And in the end, after we had shared our lives with one another, and loved each other so passionately and … More

Ah, Dad. One year ago today you shuffled off this mortal coil. But in so many ways, you are immortal. … More

It is possible to exist in a place that you’ve never been to. You’ve never been here, to my flat, … More

Dear Him, Where are you? I don’t know where you are. I wonder what your piece of sky looks like. … More

Hey Pops, Well I promised myself that I would write you a letter every year on your birthday (which I … More

I’ve said it to my girls before and they’ve said it to me, too: “You’ve lived without him before so … More

Note: Nothing written below is any good. Which is a shame because this is my 1,000th post and I wanted … More