Lianne, three years on

Do not stand at my grave and weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye ‘Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I…

Lianne, two years on

      Dearest Lianne, 1. It’s been two years since you died. Two fucking years. It feels like a lifetime. It feels like a…

Missing you

Dearest Lianne, You died a year ago today. It doesn’t feel like a year. Sometimes it feels like yesterday the grief as fresh and savage as…

It's my party, I can cry if I want …

All that lives, lives forever. Only the shell, the perishable passes away. The spirit is without end. Eternal. Deathless. I turn 30 today. A little…