Today my Mummy returned to Ireland. I’ve been lying on the beach trying to recalibrate.

Is it possible to be free in the face of illness, loss or death? Yes.

My Mummy is on her way to Italy. I’m about to see her here at the airport.

Last night I got angry with Francesco for leaving.

Yesterday I had a call with a lovely client who recently lost her father….

I’ve had a lot of time to get familiar with when my mood has dropped.

I had a message from someone telling me that she didn’t think that we were made from the same stuff….

Today I feel a dreadfully raw emotion. It’s been building for days.

This past week I’ve been back in our hometown of Ostuni doing life as I used to.

Dear Francesco, Today I saw your bike team returning from their Sunday morning ride.

Last week I returned to our hometown and this entailed driving the motorway for the first time.

The last few days have been painful. My mood dropped drastically.

A first for me to return to our home town of Ostuni for the weekend.

It’s weird when I see Fran’s bike friends go out riding without him.

I wondered what to watch on Netflix tonight and Aquaman came up.

Today’s been very painful. My mood, like the weather, dropped.

Today the grief fog lifted. I woke up hearing Bob Marley’s “Everything’s Gonna Be Alright”….

You are also his soulmate. I’ll never forget the day we watched the movie Hachi: A Dog’s Tale.

Francesco’s Eternal nature lives on. I’m still keeping a record of all the ways he’s showing up.

Happy anniversary my love.