I’ve mentioned, at least in passing that I suffer from depression. Depression has been a constant companion of sorts as I’ve traversed my journey. Of course it was probably there from the start and barring some amazing advance in the healing arts at the end too. Some years ago my therapist suggested pushing back on…… Continue reading On Depression
Month: April 2019
Wrapping our lives with meaning
Ah, I struggle with this. I fear to be lying in a bed with a morphine drip waiting to pass, and thinking of what might have been. I write this having already worked a career—you’d think that would be enough. But it isn’t enough because there are ( I hope ) some good years left…… Continue reading Wrapping our lives with meaning
The Final Day
It was a sunny day in AugustA call arrived to say my dad didn’t have much time left but not to hurryI dawdled a little because of this and so when I arrived his breathing had already ended A sat with him in his quiet room. His for the last six weeks counting down the…… Continue reading The Final Day
My Gifted Life 