Sometimes I sit back and wonder how my world can change so quickly. How I can go from looking after my dad to no longer having one. It seemed to happen in the blink of an eye. And yet it was years that he was slowly fading away, becoming another person both physically and mentally.… Continue reading He rests and I transform

It’s the minutiae of things that have to be done after someone dies that boggles my mind. It’s as if I have an ever-growing list of things I must get done. And I just want them all to be over, so that I don’t have to keep being reminded all the time my dad is… Continue reading Death and minutiae