Friday, October 8, 2010


Last night, while I was sleeping, my Mum’s best friend said goodbye to a second child. It was a long goodbye, over weeks and months, filled with great pain and denial and fight. There was a relentless vigil involving much hand holding and book reading and shared moments to grasp tight. There are now two small children without their mother, devoted sisters without their other. There is a ripple effect that extends far and wide. As I scrub my kitchen walls and find the three year old a snack and move around an ordinary, blessed day, Amy’s Mum leaves the hospice, to drive home with her grief and work out where to go from here.

My heart goes out to you, Jen.