Don’t Get on the Anniversary Train


I have been writing to you for many years and I have never written about what to do with the anniversaries of loss. A wonderful woman reached out to me yesterday and asked me if I would write about this. So here it goes. Anniversaries of loss feel like a big train approaching the platform. Heavy,…

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You are NOT late to the Party


I moved from Greece to England when I was 18 years old. My english was ok but certainly not fluent in writing or speaking. And I was attempting to get into college. It took me three years to pass the exams and get language fluency. And because of that everyone else in my classes, in my dorms…

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What if they can hear you?


What if you can talk to your child. Your husband. Your wife. Your father. Your mother. Your friend, even after their passing. What if that’s what we are supposed to do. What if they want us to do that. What if they can hear us. What if they can talk to us? But not unless we are willing to…

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Losing The Yes But


This is a difficult post to write because it's a tender one. And a happy one. Anyone who has suffered a significant loss, will understand the complication of saying you are happy. I have had six birthdays now as a widow. All of them were made special by dearest friends. Extremely special. Plans…

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Don’t Get on the Anniversary Train


I have been writing to you for many years and I have never written about what to do with the anniversaries of loss. A wonderful woman reached out to me yesterday and asked me if I would write about this. So here it goes. Anniversaries of loss feel like a big train approaching the platform. Heavy,…

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You are NOT late to the Party


I moved from Greece to England when I was 18 years old. My english was ok but certainly not fluent in writing or speaking. And I was attempting to get into college. It took me three years to pass the exams and get language fluency. And because of that everyone else in my classes, in my dorms…

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What if they can hear you?


What if you can talk to your child. Your husband. Your wife. Your father. Your mother. Your friend, even after their passing. What if that’s what we are supposed to do. What if they want us to do that. What if they can hear us. What if they can talk to us? But not unless we are willing to…

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Read More

Losing The Yes But


This is a difficult post to write because it's a tender one. And a happy one. Anyone who has suffered a significant loss, will understand the complication of saying you are happy. I have had six birthdays now as a widow. All of them were made special by dearest friends. Extremely special. Plans…

0 Comments7 Minutes

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