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Category Archives: Surviving brain injury
How to eat an elephant
“I could have got the Eye of Horus, but that’s the School… this seemed more appropriate.” The little pewter charm of Anubis lay in my hand…. The Opener of the Ways… a perfect symbol. I was going to need a … Continue reading
Posted in Books, England, Landscape, Life, Love and Laughter, Photography, Surviving brain injury, travel
Tagged being, Books, brain injury, chronic illness, coma, disability, family, fear, health, landscape, Life, love, motherhood, nature, Nick Verron, Photography
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Autumn gold
It has been an emotional day. It started with a beautiful dawn, moving swiftly on to a bright and sunny autumn day… a memorable day for many reasons, both past and present. Well no, to be fair it had started … Continue reading
The wheels turn
Well it has been an odd and busy day. There are a number of things I need to catch up with after the past few days, but today I had appointments. Including the ophthalmologist, who seemed to take way too … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Love and Laughter, Surviving brain injury
Tagged Life, love, motherhood, Nick Verron, relationships
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The soggy hobbit
Yep. I’m going to have to share 🙂 Today I watched through tears as my son and his little Faith were married. Faith looked beautiful, something said about all brides, of course. But in this case it was simply true. … Continue reading
“You should write that…”
On a day when my son is in Singapore with his fiancée and her family, where they have recently held the traditional tea ceremony for their upcoming marriage, I could not help going back through my diaries and letters to … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Love and Laughter, Surviving brain injury
Tagged brain injury, disability, family, fear, health, Life, love, motherhood, Nick Verron
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Bursting
I have been dying to write this post… Imagine the house hobbit bouncing up and down with glee… and a Mum prouder than you can imagine… and a heart full to bursting. You know my eldest’s son’s story…how, four years … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Love and Laughter, Spirituality, Surviving brain injury, travel
Tagged being, brain injury, chronic illness, coma, consciousness, health, Life, love, motherhood, Nick Verron, relationships
30 Comments
The decadent hobbit
I was, I admit, surprised when I actually managed to find the swimming costume, and even more surprised it still fits after all these years. So, with instructions from my son, whose epistle began with ‘Dear hobbit…’, to make use … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Love and Laughter, Photography, Spirituality, Surviving brain injury
Tagged being, brain injury, disability, Photography, self help, The Silent Eye
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Quantum of Solstice
You can blame my son for the title. It came to him after reading Faith’s comment that the sculpture course in Rome had been a quantum leap of learning for her. And of course it was Solstice. We all had … Continue reading
Carer’s Week UK
The creaking wakes me. Four a.m., and again I am poised, Ready to rise from the sofa bed, Conscious of the steel strut against my spine. Above my head, in the room once mine, The bed that was mine once … Continue reading
Tides of life
For the past few days I have been with my son, as I am almost every day, as I have been for the past four years. But just at present, things are a little different. He is, of course, still … Continue reading
