Bravery – how do you even define what that is? I’m often told that I’m brave or strong when talking about our survival after losing Alexandra. The reality is that I didn’t really have any choice. In the early days many immediate spoken and written and reactions was “stay strong”. What does that even mean?… Continue reading Get Your Big Girl Panties On
Just a little write up about our weekend in Edinburgh at the festival for Andrew’s birthday. We’ve well and truly checked our privilege and freely acknowledge we couldn’t go as often as we do or at all if Andrew’s parents didn’t live in Edinburgh. Andrew’s Scottish and never went until a few years ago! The… Continue reading It’s the Edinburgh Fringe Darhling!
So we’ve been in the new house for 2 ½ months now and we’ve had several “we’re not in Kansas anymore moments” in making the move from South to North Leeds. For days we were high as kites and it’s taken a long time to come down and realise that this isn’t all a dream… Continue reading We’re not in Kansas anymore
When Claire was pregnant with Alexandra, it never even crossed my mind that anything could go wrong. We all knew that Claire’s pregnancy had been quite uncomfortable for her towards the end and were eagerly awaiting the new arrival. Claire was the first of us (the three cousins) to get pregnant. When my Mum rang… Continue reading Let the sun and light come streaming, into my life, into my life
This is posted anonymously posted to protect patients. Becoming a midwife was never on the cards when I was completing my BTEC at college, in my head I wanted to be a paediatric nurse. This soon changed when I completed my first paediatric placement and realised sick and ill children was not a career for… Continue reading Providing bereavement care
Back in May Andrew spoke at the Leeds Bereavement forum as the theme was concentrating on men and bereavement. Some of the details you may already know but this is from his point of view. These are his words: I recently had the privilege of speaking at the Leeds bereavement forum about my… Continue reading Daddy’s Story Of Alexandra
I’ve never really been majorly “into” music; I’ve always bobbed around and liked what I’ve liked. I freely admit my taste isn’t particularly cool or hip but what I like makes me smile and that’s good enough for me. When we were planning Alexandra’s funeral I read all the SANDs leaflets available. In the… Continue reading The Soundtrack of Our Lives