Absence

A late June night.  I’d picked her up from the tram, and we were driving back along York Place.  From there, we drove down Leith Walk, briefly passing through Haddington Place, before we turned onto Montgomery Street.  She lifted her hand, an involuntary action, she didn't seem to know she was doing it, and pressed … Continue reading Absence

Those We Miss

I’m back in Ireland for a visit, on the windy north coast. Two years ago I was jettisoned back here, life interrupted, everything suspended after K. died.  It was an unreal time, those early months.  Your world contracts to the size of a snow globe, sometimes calm, but often shaken – those little white flecks making … Continue reading Those We Miss

Bearing All

Here’s a conundrum that has been on my mind lately: should there be a level, a standard, a boundary when it comes to sharing? By which I mean, sharing personal experiences or reflections via the medium of writing. I suppose I have come to the conclusion that one’s boundaries are very individual, that they vary … Continue reading Bearing All