"When someone you love dies ,it changes you forever .It is not something "you get over". The loss now becomes a part of who you are " My relationship with grief and loss started when death first visited in my life at the age of eleven and took my older brother ( twenty one yrs … Continue reading As Told By Deepika
The thought of coming home to you is tantalisingly strong. I would come home in my grey blazer, soaked to the bone from cold autumnal rain. I'd be grumpy. I'd see your head with your glasses perched on the end of your nose, your mind far away between the comfortable pages of your book. I'd … Continue reading A Memory I Wish I Had
"Bless you Beloved, for I know what you mean. It’s like you have had a puncture and had to pull into a single car pull in parking area on a motorway. No one can really join you and so you are isolated from the crowd, car at a stand still, you can no longer relate … Continue reading As Told By Over Soil, in response to Anonymous #2
One of my favourite memories of Mum, is when she would come back from a food shop, or a bakery with a brown paper bag, and a big smile. Even if we had argued, she would still bring me some sort of baked good. Chocolate eclairs, cinnamon buns, sausage rolls. My favourite was a Belgian … Continue reading Belgian Bun
Quarantine has shut us into our homes whether we like it or not. Some of us, no doubt, are feeling claustrophobic, out of control, and slowly going crazy. I have a lot of advice to give on how to make rooms more enjoyable for you!
I hope I will forever be grateful, even when inevitably things go wrong; this is my life and I’m in love with it again.
Today, I feel successful. I woke up feeling energised, I woke up excited for my day. I made a very student lunch (chicken steak and barbecue sandwich), helped myself to a black coffee.