poster girl
This is a guest post by Nancy Linihan and is the third in this blog’s Inspiring Friends series. At my wife’s funeral I gave a eulogy entitled Being Desreen. Throughout the tribute I invited the congregation … Continue reading
inspiring friends
A few days after my wife died I opened up a new email account and asked people to send me their memories of her. At the time the messages I … Continue reading
conflicted year
This time last year my wife had been dead for just seven weeks. Although a number of friends had invited me to spend New Year’s Eve with them, I decided … Continue reading
birthday beats
Today’s my 34th birthday. This means I’m now what I said I feared most when I gave my wife’s eulogy – older than she ever got chance to be – … Continue reading
comfortably numb
“I can’t explain. You would not understand. This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb.” – Pink Floyd I’ve half-written lots of posts this week that haven’t made it onto … Continue reading
marginalised grief
By the time my grandma passed away this week she had come to terms with her death. She had been suffering from pulmonary fibrosis, a scarring of the lung, which made … Continue reading
feeling nothing
I used to crave constant praise from Desreen, which is perhaps why she offered it sparingly and only when she really meant it. She was big on self-improvement and probably … Continue reading
feeling proud
I am immensely proud of my wife, perhaps more so now than ever before. When I wrote her eulogy, Being Desreen, I asked people to help me and Jackson in … Continue reading
