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bless her little cotton socks: December 2010
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Bless her little cotton socks. Friday, 31 December 2010. My blog profile refers to our grown up family "feathering their own nests" but it occurs to me that I'm also building a nest. I call it my eyrie and it's under the roof in one of our attic rooms. Since I'm past the egg-laying stage what I'm. To hatch there are ideas: creative ideas to enrich my life. The empty-nester has transformed into the nest-builder. An actual eyrie I photographed in Ontario, Canada). Tuesday, 28 December 2010.
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unravelling edges: November 2011
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My life unravelled when my husband died. These are the threads of my life:- ramblings, poems, song lyrics, Bible verses. And this is how I'm trying to knit them back together. Sunday, 27 November 2011. What I wanted to say. Today would have been Andrew’s 50th birthday. Today this blog has been up and running for a year – well technically my first post was made on 28th November but I wrote it the day before. I am full of cold, finding it difficult to breathe and waking up every couple of hours in the night.
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unravelling edges: Still no words?
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My life unravelled when my husband died. These are the threads of my life:- ramblings, poems, song lyrics, Bible verses. And this is how I'm trying to knit them back together. Saturday, 10 November 2012. It's been a strange day in many ways. For the first time I took Andrew's mum to the place where we scattered Andrew's ashes. I can easily deal with my own grief now, it fits like a comfy pair of well worn in shoes but other people's grief is a different matter. Lost in their own private thoughts. Non wri...
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unravelling edges: March 2012
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My life unravelled when my husband died. These are the threads of my life:- ramblings, poems, song lyrics, Bible verses. And this is how I'm trying to knit them back together. Saturday, 31 March 2012. Unravelling edges revisited - an Easter Blessing. Time goes by and once more we are approaching Easter. A time of sorrow on Good Friday, yet a time of great rejoicing at the resurrection. It was a big step for me at the time to complete a piece of writing that was not about losing a husband and being a widow.
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unravelling edges: February 2012
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My life unravelled when my husband died. These are the threads of my life:- ramblings, poems, song lyrics, Bible verses. And this is how I'm trying to knit them back together. Saturday, 25 February 2012. Hard Habit to Break. It’s been a while since a set of song lyrics resonated with where I am at the moment and how I am feeling. Wednesday teatime I had the radio on and Simon Mayo was playing songs related to the theme of lent and giving up. Then he played Hard Habit to Break by Chicago. Andrew still is ...
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bless her little cotton socks: Memories are made of this
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Bless her little cotton socks. Tuesday, 28 December 2010. Memories are made of this. This Nativity hadn't seen the light of day for 25 years, since the Christmas that a proud little girl, aged 5, brought it home for her (even prouder) parents. It is one of the many treasures that I dug out of the blue metal trunk holding all our family photographs and anything of sentimental value from the last 50 years. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Memories are made of this. A Brotton Lad – Anthony Rowe.
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unravelling edges: ...and the final words go to Andrew
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My life unravelled when my husband died. These are the threads of my life:- ramblings, poems, song lyrics, Bible verses. And this is how I'm trying to knit them back together. Tuesday, 27 November 2012. And the final words go to Andrew. I always knew there would be one final post on here before I leave this blog and this chapter behind. I always knew the words I would leave with you were not words I had written but words written by the man I had the priviledge to call my husband. It’s no secret tha...
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re-ravelling: March 2014
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Saturday, 29 March 2014. Musketeer Madness and Finding a Hero. My current laptop desktop pic :-). I also love it because it’s something we can watch together as a family. Often programmes are just a bit too rude or adult for youngest son, or too dull for oldest son to watch. The Musketeers has been on for ten glorious weeks – it’s the last one tomorrow and then what shall we do? Youngest son does groan when there’s a lovey dovey scene and pulls a blanket over his head as he snuggles in beside me in...
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re-ravelling: November 2013
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Friday, 29 November 2013. 8220;Nothing would be the same if you did not exist”. The other week I was watching the latest series of The Big Bang Theory, the one where Amy made a declaration to Sheldon that in the film Raiders of the Lost Ark Indiana Jones was a superfluous character, without him the outcome would have been entirely the same. Sheldon's jaw drops at Amy's suggestion. How can you have a film where the main character doesn’t advance the plot? The next day I found this on Twitter. But turn tha...
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