Tonight, I had the most beautiful bath/spa experience in my friend’s home.

“Fai coccole,” Francesco’s father used to say (meaning show affection)….

So glad we got to travel the world together before you had to leave.

Living in town is a very new experience of our soul home Ostuni.

Dear Francesco, I’ve been unpacking our life at a new place….

Thank you, Hachi, you’ve been loyal right to the end.

Dear Francesco, I hear you. I see your smile every day.

Dear Francesco, Hachi’s mouth is bleeding on the walk today.

People often ask me if Francesco had shown any symptoms or signs prior to his heart attack.

Dear Francesco, I’ve been feeling low, so low.

We might never understand it and we might all try to avoid it but what I’m learning is that it’s nothing to fear.

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.