Royal Festival Hall in London ...

... I attended performances here on my own, as well as with others ... 

In the East End travelled, a medieval banquet just a touch of the experience here  ... the opportunities  to meals in restaurants of all spectrums ... the gifts showered from a time in usual ... 

The trip on the River Thames ... A canal ... Museums various again on my own or with others seeing as several were on my doorstep for a time ... And so many to choose from ... 

Round and round up and down in various homes from modest to grand ... Time in those parks green and by the Serpent ... to name but a few ... 

Memories thrown up in the last weeks in travelling the outer skirts of our city ... Seeing the new city scape not seen in a while ... 

I happen to live near still ... for now .. 

A Montage Of life

and death

A beautiful day with me and myself ... Again ...

It is lovely ... No one to slow me down ... interrupt ... or ... spoil the mood ... 

My thoughts are ...

swinging  widely ... 

It helps to keep the mind off the impending time of yet another close funeral to plan and work through and attend  ... It can all be too absorbing on ones mind ... 

Time out for things that keep me more in tune with happiness rather than the perpetual sadness of intense loss and grieving process one after the other after the other ...

... and the grief of so much change all at once ... 

A Friday A Monday

In the latter end of a very long month of April this year

And the week between ...

Keeping the mind from every which way ...using those artistic skills still in a persona poem composed for a dear deceased mother in law 

And no doubt a beautiful eulogy from her grand daughter and everything else in the personal hymns music readings and more ... 

Into a bespoke Order of Service ... 

awoken a bit wobbly ...

hardly surprising with the death of my husbands Mum ...

and daughter feeling it that her Dad is not here to assist in the memories we cannot fill ...

My role at these times are inadequate ... she had always seen us ... as together ... now there is a part missing to her ... 

Fluctuations ... Finally ...

for in those studies now ended with lack of understanding which happens ... Too many times and ways unfortunately ... In our lives ... here we go again ... 

For the better in other areas in life ... I now have more hands on decks again with this extra time daughter now has in life again ... in moving things North, South, East and a West  .... And out of my space .... to others instead via the various ways we are working through it all ... 

Finally some fruitful times in this fluctuating times for a functioning life to appear again and spew forth that is so dormant presently ....

Time and Task ... Pics Prose and Music ...

Again to celebrate a life ...

This time a beautiful Mum in law ... 

Who lit up this county ... long after everyone disappeared in our life adjustment ... 

Those who came and went in too many short bursts ... 

For both of us whose world became small for a while ... 

At least we had each other across those miles that were difficult for us both ... And with so much for me alone difficult to get to see at periods of loss and scars so deep 

No one fully understood all my predicaments and the loss of setting up home together had things been so different ... ? 

Mind a mess

This not a test 

Nor time to rest 

A time to move

Along a crooked groove

To do the now 

Among those troughs

To time as fields so ploughed 

A Sudden death ...

A waterfall cascade down the walls from the home above ... On the eve of getting away from the clutter of life abnormal ...

On arriving in a town in Cornwall ... Not long on arriving ... a doctors appointment ... 

During the time away ... A loved one admitted to hospital not to get back outside again after a sudden short illness before passing away just after Easter ...

Those bedside visits and time in virtual ... Our first ... of those precious last byes by modern media ... 

And this a tiny part of a long month of time since I last logged ...