Thanks

My last blog was particularly sad. It was written with tears in my eyes. For both my own benefit, and perhaps yours, I wanted to follow it with something brighter. We all know that a crisis is the true measure of any friendship, and what is clear from our experience is that we have someContinue reading “Thanks”

Time of death

Tilly was born at 0056 on Saturday 26 May 2018. I’m sure you know that already. But I knew because they announce it, and they write it on the board. It also stops the giant clock on the wall. It is unambiguous. But the time of death is different. Less clear cut. They don’t actuallyContinue reading “Time of death”

Carrying on

On Saturday it’ll be ten weeks since Tilly’s short time with us. I will have completed my second week at work, and will continue to carry on. Whatever that means. As you all know, I was daunted about returning to work. I am pleased to say that my worries were short lived, as my colleaguesContinue reading “Carrying on”

It’s the little things

Charlotte and I have just had a relaxing break in Cornwall. Now we’ve returned, my thoughts have turned to my return to work. At the moment this feels a little daunting, but I know that this nervousness will subside. It’s the little things that are worrying me about my return. Things like: When I lastContinue reading “It’s the little things”