When my mum became paralysed from the waist down as a result of poorly done radiotherapy to target the cancer that had metastasised to her spine from her breast, her husband moved out and her sister moved in. My mum did not have a good marriage with her husband as he was very abusive towards … Continue reading JS Kicking Cancer’s Ass Theme 2 of 13: The Nurse Aides
Category: The Grief Diaries
My mum died December 13, 2017 at 1:10 a.m. This is me trying to carry on in a world where the love of my life no longer exists.
no all tears left to cry
Of all the things I was confident would happen to/for me in 2020, identifying with this new definition of edging was not one of them. Last year on the blog I had a feature called The Alphabet Series that you can check out here if you are new to the blog. T was for Therapy, … Continue reading no all tears left to cry
JS Kicking Cancer’s Ass Theme 1 of 13: The Paralysis
Catch-22 Would you rather? a) have stage four breast cancer that will kill you in five years? It has metastasised to your spine but you keep your ability to walk or b) be cancer free but become paralysed from the waist down. And as a result of a botched cancer treatment you will live with … Continue reading JS Kicking Cancer’s Ass Theme 1 of 13: The Paralysis
5 Years 5 Months 28 Days
As y’all are probably aware, we enter a new quarter next week on Wednesday. On that note, how are y’all tracking with your 2020 goals now that we are more or less done with Q1? I had a super slow *rolls eyes* start to the year but I FINALLY! had a breakthrough last week: In … Continue reading 5 Years 5 Months 28 Days
How Can The World Be This Vulgar?
December 25, 2019 is the third Christmas without the love of my life and I am sooo fucking over it. Christmas is used to be my favourite day of the year, even more favourite than my birthday and Leo season. Until my mum died 12 days before Christmas 2 years ago and Christmas has never … Continue reading How Can The World Be This Vulgar?
December 13 2019
Dear mum, Today marks two years since breast cancer stole you from us. I may not be as heartbroken and angry as I was in the letter I wrote on this day last year, but I still have sooo many feelings. One thing I have thought about over and over again this year is how … Continue reading December 13 2019
N Is For ntltc
I got that tattoo, my 14th for anyone who is keeping tabs, in my mum’s handwriting on my last evening as a 31 year old. Whenever I tell someone that I have 13 – well now 14 – tattoos, their reaction is usually along the lines of: Now that I think about it, “how many … Continue reading N Is For ntltc
The Good Sad
Seven years ago on this day my mum was diagnosed with stage four breast cancer that had metastasised to her spine. A lot has changed in the aforementioned seven years, the biggest change being that my mum died within the five years she was given to live. A friend of mine recently lost her dad … Continue reading The Good Sad
H Is For Hope
To hope or not to hope? Sorry Shakespeare but that is the question. Because in my experience, hope is as powerful as it is dangerous. I think what I struggled with most when it came to my mum’s cancer journey battle with cancer was her paralysis. My mum was the quintessential social butterfly and the … Continue reading H Is For Hope
My Last Mother’s Day As A Daughter
May 14, 2017 was my last Mother’s Day as a daughter. Today is my second motherless Mother’s Day. Mother’s Day is celebrated on various days in many parts of the world but the most widely fêted one occurs every second Sunday in May. So once a year, for God knows how long, there will always … Continue reading My Last Mother’s Day As A Daughter
Lwile the Leo 