It’s been near two weeks since my fingers last danced upon the keyboard to share my rambling thoughts with you, my invisible audience, for that I hope you will forgive me?
Personal situations and circumstances beyond my control have been gnawing away at my writing time and I have taken some time away from the screen to get my head around that painful fact that I am each day watching someone I love deeply slowly die.
Death is inevitable to us all, but this realisation does not make it any easier to bare. The Mother I adore, no longer knows who I am and I find it extremely difficult to relate this fragile shell of confusion to the person I know as Mum.
It breaks my heart…
Anne Harrison 03.08.16
Tatterhood 