When I regained consciousness in ICU after open heart surgery, bleary eyed and with a raging temperature from an infection that made me feel like I had landed at the gates of hell, the first thing I remember seeing was my Dad’s red coat. He was coming through a door, and talking to me, as… Continue reading The power of LOVE in healing…
When ‘FAMILIARITY’ breeds HEALING and not contempt!
I have just spent a week in my hometown. It’s been the first holiday here since Covid hit and since my marriage separation, so a lot of firsts. I have often said marriage breakdown is like a death without a body, and that, just like death, and the grief that comes with it, there can… Continue reading When ‘FAMILIARITY’ breeds HEALING and not contempt!