Visiting someone for what may be the last time is a strange and rather complex thing. With my grandfather it was pretty clear this was about it. With mum I really hoped there would be…
Posts tagged Mum
The freedom…
One thing I’ve discovered over the last few years, there are many ways for people to be unhappy, but happiness a far narrower path to follow. This is an emotional time of year, and lets…
It’s still really hard
I’ve talked a number of times about being without mum and how difficult that transition been. I spent a little time today at the garden of remembrance at Guildford crematorium where her ashes are spread. …
At unexpected moments
It comes on at strange unexpected moments. Today was sitting on the airplane reading a proper semi-business related grown up book (with only a few pictures) about the growth of the organization behind the London…
Starting to understand change
My mother died on the 26th. At the time I had no idea how it would change my life. In fact it’s through writing, therapy and a lot of reflection that I have realized just…
The difference between imagination and real life
Growing up birthdays were never a particularly big deal in the Kean household, it’s just how it was. Anniversaries of pretty much any kind tended to be discrete affairs. A card, a couple of small…
It’s been two years
It’s July 4th 2008, it was a Friday and I’ve been invited to a barbeque at the friends house, I am looking forward to relaxing and being around a group of fun people. It’s just…
It never really goes away, but it gets better
Yesterday I saw the A-Team movie (and admitting to it). It’s not exactly an intellectual challenge, but taken for what it is was a decent way to distract me for a couple of hours. The…