"Nature's first green is gold, her hardest hue to hold. Her early leafs a flower, but only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf, so Eden sank to grief. So dawn goes down to day, nothing gold can stay" Robert Frost November nights are drawing in. It is icy cold outside and dark by … Continue reading Stay Gold …
I’ve ‘hummed and arrhhed’ about posting this for fear of offending people , for fear of coming across depressive. I’m not here to conform, and it is just my thoughts, my musings of the last few months following Mums death. I braved it and hit publish. * * * * * * * *’ As … Continue reading Gone … but not forgotten. Mums cancer journey
I've started writing this letter a couple of times over the past week. Truth be known I didn't really know where to start. You know me ... Head like scrambled eggs. Tendency to ramble. I suppose the beginning would be a good place. Tuesday 15th December 1970 at 6.15am when I popped into your world … Continue reading Dear Mum …
It's Mother's Day at the end of the month [ Sunday March 26th put it in the diary ...I'm early ] This year I intend to make Mother's Day extra, extra special because she deserves it. Then again don't all mums?! I count myself lucky as Mum and I have a special relationship and are extremely close. … Continue reading Life doesn’t come with a manual… it comes with a mother.
I'm Tracey and I am a hopeless romantic... As a youngster [ and then as not such a youngster] I loved a good romantic film - Dirty Dancing, Brief Encounter, The Way We Were ... to name a few. I was also addicted to Dawsons Creek, the TV series not the wine! I was a Joey and … Continue reading Will You Not Be My Valentine…
I went to see mum earlier. My brave, beautiful, strong mum. The lady who doesn't deserve what the past 5 years have thrown at her. We looked at each other, hugged, then both burst out crying. I hung on to her frail little body like my life depended on it. Most days I'm strong. Strong … Continue reading Love Conquers all …