Meh

Meh, meh, meh, is how I feel a lot of the time. Not entirely happy but not entirely unhappy. How are you feeling? My answer is meh. It's something you can't quite put your finger on. Even when it feels as if the world is going right for once you still can't shake that feeling....

New Year

As another year comes to an end, we like to think back on what we have achieved. Did we achieve everything we set out to achieve? Did we do more than that? Or did we fall short for some reason or another? Questions, questions, so many questions. I find my mind full of them, wondering...

New beginnings

And a new chapter begins…. A week today I go to university, to be honest that’s something I didn’t think I would be saying. A year ago I was adamant that university wasn’t for me, however, forward a year later and here I am; saucepans in hand ready to take the next step, away from...

Your hands

You may not have been the first to hold me, but you have held me ever since. Your hands are the ones that bathed me, even in the sink! Your hands, held mine as I tried to walk, intertwined, I would never fall. Your hands, would wipe the tears from my face and take me...

Un-divided

After the shocking events in Manchester last week, I feel compelled to write another piece. Having created a platform to voice my opinion I think it's important I use it. What happened in Manchester was an act of terror, a calculated and horrific attack on our society's most vulnerable. This attack really affected me in a...

Changes

Change Something that happens to us all, something we can’t control, something that just comes with living. Some change is good, some is bad. I still struggle with change, as I dislike the idea of moving away from the life my dad knew. However, I know others who after death change many aspects of their...

Taming the Beast

After the amazing and grounding response I got to my last blog post, with several people asking me to write more, I’m back. After addressing the elephant in the room and facing grief head on, I found myself stumped on what to talk about next. ‘My grief and Me’ was written in an informative style...

My Grief and Me

Nothing compares to the moment you lose someone close to you, time just stops. Well, that’s how I felt when my dad died. I’ve wanted to write a post like this for a while, for two reasons, one, to help me work through my own grief, but two, to also help others understand a part of...