Grief

It’s a strange one, with sometimes no rhyme or reason to it. Grief is there in the background, just waiting to punch you in the guts with a memory, good or bad, overwhelm you with guilt and what ifs. Make you feel oh so very alone. Regret. It’s there. Sometimes front and centre. Sometimes in …

I’ll tell you what I want, what I really, really want…

Well, I would but I actually have no idea! I'm jumping ahead here, let's go back to the start... In an effort to do less mindless scrolling and online window shopping, which generally just leaves me feeling unsatisfied, I decided to have an afternoon reading the articles and links I'd saved to "read later". I …