Sunday, September 16, 2012


Over the last ten days, all of our lives have changed so much. The loss of a loved one is so difficult, but when that loved one is young, it just seems so much worse. But it is frightening how quickly life can change.

Thankfully, we had nothing left unsaid, but I think due to the suddenness, it has made me think a lot. We can't always take life for granted. Sorry if it seems depressing......



Take a moment and think of this
There may be no tomorrow
But today something could be done
Meaning much less sorrow

Don’t let things be left unsaid
Don’t let distance grow
Sometimes all it takes is a call
Just to say hello

Take a minute and do those things
To save yourself some sorrow
Do it now. Do it today
For there may be no tomorrow

Monday, September 10, 2012


Back in February, I wrote a blog post about how lucky I was to have nieces and nephews. About how much I love them. About how much they make me laugh. I talked mainly about one niece in particular. I called her my crazy niece.........

crazy, but nice crazy.

Today I can’t put into words what I feel. Sadness just doesn’t cover it. We no longer have my beautiful, loving, crazy niece.

I was Heather's Godmother and from a young age, she called me her Fairy Godmother. I called her my Fairy Goddaughter as well as my crazy niece. I loved her so, so much and I just can’t get my head around the fact that I will never see her again.

This pain is worse than any physical pain I could ever suffer.

My poor sister and my other nieces. My pain is bad but I can’t begin to imagine what their pain must be like.

All we have now are memories. And she gave us so many beautiful memories. I can see her face and hear her voice. I can even hear her singing those Abba songs with that voice of hers. I can hear her laugh. I hope those memories never fade. She was such good fun and her heart was just so full of love. She was a special girl.

When I wrote that blog post in February, Heather read it, then wrote a comment under it in the form of a poem. I will treasure those words that she wrote. When I read it at the time, it made me laugh and cry at the same time. Today, I read it and I just cried.

Part of it I think is appropriate for the whole family right now. She said :-

How lucky I am to have a family like you,
my mum and her sisters are the best
as mine are too. 

We were the lucky ones Heather.  We were so, so lucky to have you in our lives. We all love you and will miss you forever. 

Saturday, September 01, 2012

Talk To The Animals

Having a bit of an off day today. One of those bad side effect days. The people who take all those meds will understand what that means. But I am trying hard to ignore it.

I’ve actually had a poorly husband for the last couple of weeks as he is recovering from an operation. This has meant that I’ve looked after him more than the other way around, as is normally the case. Although, he possibly makes a better job of looking after me.

It  has also meant that I have had to feed the hens. And they must like me, as they are giving me plenty of eggs every day. My feathered friends are at the door waiting for me every evening now. And I swear one of them is saying “Hello” to me. Ok, so maybe she doesn’t actually say hello, but I say hello to them, then one of them makes a noise in return which sounds just like my hello.

So now you all think I have finally flipped. I have lost the plot. Gone crazy. “The meds have finally got to her........”

Actually, no, I think I went crazy many years ago. Think it was when I was young. If a cat came into our garden, I would maiow to it, and it would maiow back to me. I didn’t have a clue what it was saying, but it seemed to understand me.

Of course, I have a cat of my own now, and yes, she also talks to me. But she doesn’t just maiow. She has several words in her vocabulary. “Hello” and “Thank you” are just a couple of them. And I’m sure she uses a few expletives when I let her in if she has been outside in the rain.

She also tells me if she has caught a mouse or some other delicacy. I can hear her talking about it a mile off. She always brings her food home to eat outside the door. Actually, I think she would really like to bring it in to the house as a gift for me, but I’m not too keen on mice.

I can hear her coming running up to the house making all sorts of strange noises. People have asked me how I know that noise means she is bringing something home to eat. I reply that she sounds as though she is talking with her mouth full.

So there you have it.....hens that say hello, a cat that talks and just don’t let me get started on what the dog is capable of doing!!