Dear Mummy, you are shell of your former self, hobbling around like an old women. Living out your life from a drug dispensing notebook. Your days revolve around when you can take your opioids to relive the pain from your lung surgery two weeks ago. You are frustrated and lock yourself away in your room, … More It’s the morphine talking…
When times get tough who do you turn to? Dear Mummy, life is full of ups and downs and our life is like a roller coaster at the moment. The summer sun has left our lives for the time being and the dark nights have brought with them dark times in our household. Both my … More Dark Days – Tough Times
Dear mummy, it pains me to see you this way. Crying yourself to sleep. From the outside you seem to have a perfectly normal life. You have a loving family, a successful job doing what you love and a great hobby which brings you fulfilment. But something is missing. It was there 5 years ago … More Billy no mates.
My mummy sees things in black and white at the moment with the odd speckles of grey. Halftone colours on a blank canvas. We’ve had an interesting start to the year already. Self doubt, sickness, stress and all round ‘meh’. This new year I want her to see the rainbows in her life. All the … More The colours of my mummy’s life
A better day Dear mummy, today was a better day. For all of us. The sun was shining and you managed to finally get some shut-eye last night. Sleep helps to recharge your batteries, especially when you are feeling low. You feel selfish for sleeping over 12hrs yesterday, leaving childcare duties to Grandma and Daddy, … More A better day
Behind closed doors Dear mummy, so it’s got to this. You are staring at your hand filled with sleeping pills. This has been the hardest post to write, you see this blog was only ever supposed to be recording the happy times. Unfortunately recently we’ve only had the bad. Illness, no sleep, relationship problems. You’ve … More Behind closed doors