One Year On…

Dearest Evie, So here we are, one year on.  It’s been a funny, old day.  The 19th June is a date we will always remember and although you probably don’t recall the events of the day all that clearly, I’m sure you will come to recognise it as the day you had a stroke.  Your …

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Hearts

Dearest Evie, This has taken me a long time to write, partly because I’ve found everything a bit emotional lately and confronting my feelings in writing was a little tricky because it meant I had to allow the cracks to open up and I wasn’t sure that I could glue my brave face back together.  …

Christmas and New Year

Dearest Evie, I’m not sure how much you remember of Christmas 2016.  It was a strange festive season for our family because Nanny was undergoing chemotherapy and in the lead up to Christmas, had been hospitalised with pneumonia.  In fact, the night before Christmas Eve, Nanny was admitted to hospital but was thankfully discharged so …

Labels

Dearest Evie, Labels.  They are just words.  Labels are words that give definition.  Labels help to give recognition and hopefully understanding.  Labels can trigger further support.  Labels can help to prevent discrimination.  Of course, labels can have the adverse effect.  Labels can lead to the feeling of exclusion and isolation.  Labels can breed stereotypes.  But …

Kingston

Dearest Evie, This year we still had Kingston.  We clung on tight to Kingston.  It was something to work towards.  Somewhere to escape to.  A place to be together. Kingston-Upon-Thames is where Nanny and Granddad grew up and where many of their family lived and worked years ago.  I have lots of memories from my …

Why?

Dearest Evie, We have so many questions still unanswered and this only makes the whole situation that bit harder.  The only certainty we have is that there is a lot of uncertainty.  There is a well-known proverb that says, ‘not to mourn the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles, but live in the …

Together Again

Dearest Evie, Our family (we might be described as a ‘close knit’ bunch, perhaps because we don’t really have any extended family) are used to seeing each other very regularly and being together.  I’m accustomed to seeing you each day as I take and collect Jacob from school; I took it for granted.  I treasure …

Dancing Queen

Dearest Evie, Dancing is in our blood.  Dancing is in your blood.  At the age of two you began ballet lessons, just as Ella did before you, Ava did after you and Greta followed in all your footsteps last year.  Mummy, Auntie Joanne and I, all attended the same ballet school with the same teachers, …

And So It Begins…

Dearest Evie, It has been nearly three weeks.  Three weeks you've been in hospital.  Where has that time gone?  For your Mummy and Daddy, who are with you in hospital everyday, it is a totally different experience compared to the rest of your family, who are at home.  As your Auntie, even I can't begin …

Your 9th Birthday

Dearest Evie, Talk about timing!  But, then I guess, there never is a good decent convenient right time for these type of things to happen.  That's because these things aren't right!  They shouldn't happen!  Six days.  Six days before your 9th birthday.  This particular week of June was set to be our family's busiest with Father's …