Family
Thoughts and memories about my family, it’s past and it’s future.
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Why Moving Back Home Worked
This was never the plan. In fact, if you’d asked me at almost any point in my adult life where I saw myself ending up, I’d have confidently told you it wouldn’t be here. And yet, here I am. Must Get Away Growing up in a medium sized town, near a vibrant big city (Glasgow),…
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The Butterfly
It’s that time of year again, temperatures rise, flowers bloom, and butterflies take wing. Their erratic flutters catch the eye and we watch, trying to predict where they are heading, to guess the path they follow. An impossible maze of off beats and breezes. They have direction, as incidental as it may seem. They are…
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A year in the past
The dusty, decrepit past slides out of view as a brighter, fresher, more inviting future beckons you over the horizon. So is the story the New Year likes to tell, a narrative that talks of new beginnings, better versions of yourself, I know, it’s just the earth moving around the sun, but that doesn’t stop…
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Legacy
What am I leaving behind? Looking back over the past year, the most tiring part, physically and emotionally, was clearing out my Mum’s flat. Whilst Mum and Dad had done a LOT of clearing out before they downsized, it doesn’t take long to build up more stuff, more detritus. Even after my Dad passed and…
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The shape of grief
It would’ve been my Dad’s birthday yesterday, he would’ve been 79. I didn’t post about it yesterday, more by happenstance than planning, but I did think about him and one thing struck me. I think more about my Dad on any given day than I do about my Mum or my sister. Now, I’m not…
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Gran
Visited my Gran last night, and having not seen her for a couple of weeks, I was again slightly taken aback at how.. well.. small she has become. My Gran has been a big part of my life for as long as I can remember. Growing up, my Mum was in and out of hospital…