“When falsehood can look so like the truth, who can assure themselves of certain happiness?”
[Monday 15th October 2018]
It just is, that's all.
[Quote in post title is from 'Frankenstein' by Mary Shelley]
Love, Poetry and Revolution - Wednesday 5th March 2025
Life has changed a lot since I last wrote here, but there's only one thing I can actually write about. About a month ago, E died after a long illness. Although it had been expected for a long time, it still came as quite a shock. There wasn't any warning, and the carers discovered her body in the morning. Although my three sons and I had been grieving for the loss of a mum and a wife for a long time, the finality of this was deeply upsetting. As one of my sons said, "I was just used to her being there all the time". Overall, it was a relief because E had suffered so much in the past few months. This was very unpleasant for her, obviously, but also very hard to watch and hear. After E's death, there has been lots to do. Last week, we had a wake/celebration of her life, which was attended by around 60 people from across her life, ranging from her childhood to friends she'd made amongst the mums who had children at school at the same time as our youngest. The...
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