Here is the poem I read in the eulogy to my grandmother. This is a wonderful bit of prose that helps me keep in mind who she was and her beautiful spirit. Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am …
in tragedy there is alway light
Yesterday at 2.15pm my grandmother passed away. She was the last of my grandparents to go and my son's great-grandmother. It was a very sad day indeed. Without going into the details because frankly, I am not ready to tell that story, I want to acknowledge the life of my grandmother by expressing …
Bad Parenting Tips
I was in a coffee shop recently with OLM and ordered a coffee and a carrot muffin for him. Gotta get those veggies I say! Anyway, the coffee was stinking hot so I needed some time to drink it. And frankly speaking, a 15-minute break was needed before strapping on my hellion battle …