Hazel Over a week later and I am acutely aware of the ache of absence, a deepening sense of loss. But I don’t have to worry about her any more. No more trips to the hospital or the Home. I
Tuesday 18th October 2016
Mum dies at 01:45 And she dies in October. I remember Dad’s poem by that name, as I watch leaves turn and fall. Everything beautiful reminds me of you. There is a difference in the light today, somehow something has
Blog – Friday 14th October 2016
Hospital In this huge complex of decorated concrete, I am interested in only one person: Mum. Of course, everybody else here, has a loved one in their heart. Today I bring honey which she asked for by special request yesterday.
Hazel – by Steve Walter
Hazel (I) All the time she’s alive she’s still alive and I can hold back the tears. Of course that endless moment has to come. It will be an ellipsis, something will go on… +++ Hazel (II) I carry remains