Sunday, 17 August 2014
Some of you will note that the post before this one was about staying with my mother over the Easter break.
Sadly, it turned out to be the last chance to spend any time with my mum again. She died six days after that entry.
Her death at 83 years old, although sudden, wasn't completely unexpected. She was feeling very tired and unlike herself when I was staying with her and I was worried about her.
It was her heart that gave up and she died peacefully in her sleep. Now, I too don't seem to have the heart to carry on with this blog. It seems pertinent to leave the post about my stay with her as the last one for now.
Maybe I will get back to blogging here in time, but for now I will refer readers to this site (my website) where I will continue with the monthly updates I post on my Photo Journal page.
For now, I am also posting on a blog connected with my latest poetry book Born To A Red-Headed Woman.
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