At this time tomorrow my mum will have been dead for one year. My biggest learning from said year is that nothing breaks like a heart. Over the past few days I have noticed that the pressure I felt on my chest in the weeks following my mum’s death is back. At the most inopportune … Continue reading Nothing Breaks Like A Heart
Month: December 2018
My Last Conversation With My Mother
My mum had been in and out of hospitals too many times to count since her breast cancer diagnosis in 2012. On this day last year she was discharged from a hospital for the last time. December 11 2017 I left the office at 4:20 p.m. and went to Cedars for a glass of wine … Continue reading My Last Conversation With My Mother
A Little Bit Needy
Next week at this time, right down to the minute, my mum will have been dead for one year. This post is probably going to rile my people up so before I start I need to make it clear that there is nothing but love between us. I do not doubt that we love each … Continue reading A Little Bit Needy
Fuckboys Are Not My Aesthetic
2018 has been the year of the fuckboy. Before January of this year I was in a relationship for over three years so I was blissfully unexposed to the societal menace that is the fuckboy. I had heard stories of course but did not have any first-hand experience. So it took some time before I … Continue reading Fuckboys Are Not My Aesthetic
Audacious And Authentic
One of my friends sent me that message on my birthday exactly four months ago and it really stayed with me. Today is her birthday – happy motherphucking birthday Esther!!! I can easily be described as audacious. Both the positive description (showing a willingness to take surprisingly bold risks) and the negative description (showing an … Continue reading Audacious And Authentic
