Sitting outside In a cool, spring breeze Feeling chilly. Why am I still here? Now is the time. Walk back in, and see My stupid, messy house, and dilapidated couch. I’m not sitting on it. That’s how my children will see it. Turn off the television, Go to bed.
It’s Sunday, a balmy summer evening in Sydney with a cool nor-easterly blowing in. I’m knitting. I’ve had a difficult few months. The optimism I’ve always had, and treasured, deserted me and I had been wondering why I should even try to continue living. Last Sunday I took advantage of a rare coincidence of a […]
For almost all of the time that I have known John, he had asked me to promise, and I did, many times, not to call an ambulance if I found him unconscious. He knows how I think, that I put great faith in modern medicine, and that with love and support and science, any medical […]
Today it is John’s birthday, though he didn’t realise it as he doesn’t know what day it is. I organised a birthday lunch yesterday to which some of his friends came. It was a lovely afternoon. However time is marching by and many of the friends who were once close to him, and whom he’d […]