While having a play around with my blog layout as I felt I needed a little spark of freshness, I came across this blog I wrote at some point after my mum had died. It did me so much good reading it and realizing how life has a way of moving us forward. I still miss her but it is a kinder feeling now and that is what she would have wanted.
Grief can be a tricky emotion to navigate, but for many of us the experience is very much like the waves on the sea. To begin with those waves are like a tsunami, hitting us unexpectedly with a force that we can’t control and can’t escape however hard we try. But, as time passes they become a little less powerful and we become more adept at surfing the waves than being knocked down by them. Since my mum passed away it has taken me a good year to get to a place where I’m aware that the gaps between those waves are getting wider, and I can enjoy the moments of still clear water before I have to jump the next one or just let it wash over me.
A few weeks ago I bought a tomato plant. I didn’t think anything of it as I was choosing it, or paying…
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Through rose tinted glasses. 
This felt good to read. Our grief and vulnerability opens many mystical doors.
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Im glad it did Gary. We were both on that journey at similar times and im sure there have been times recently when youve wanted to talk to your dad. Time is a great healer.
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Yes, actually I think I do talk to dad, quite a bit lately, but fortunately for my mental health, I can say it is a one sided conversation!
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You got me at Parfum de tomate! Beautiful tribute to your mother, and I am glad to hear that you are well. Cheers!
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Thank you Domonique, I’m glad you enjoyed reading it. It actually did me good to give it another read a couple of years later.
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