Today marks five months since I began my COVID19 isolation at my countryside cottage. During Month One and Month Two, my isolation was just that: Isolating (but I coped)! Month…
It has now been four months since I entered my own version of plague isolation. About 10 days after my isolation began, the UK Government’s…
Three months later, and I am still (mostly) isolating at my cottage in the country, thanks to the COVID19 pandemic and the social distancing and self-isolation rules.…
As Mental Health Awareness Week (MHAW) wraps up here in the UK, I find myself reflecting on my mental health in relation to the COVID19…
Today marks two months of COVID19 self-isolation for me. Two months! Wherever has the time gone? It seems like only yesterday that I was marking…
I have long been aware of the privileges I have in this world simply because I am a white, Christian, American. That’s not to say…
Today marks one month of COVID19 self-isolation for me. My isolation began shortly after returning from my relaxing holiday in Cambridge and about 10 days before…
Towards the end of last week, people around the UK and the USA were beginning to increase their social distancing and self-isolation practices, with many…
Note: This is one of a series of Zadar posts with photos. The other two are: Zadar: A Catholic girl’s paradise and Zadar: Everyday life for an everyday…
I’ve decided to spend Christmas alone this year. I know that sounds silly to some people, but it seems like the right thing to do…
It’s been three years since Paul died so suddenly; so unexpectedly. Some days I can’t believe that he’s gone. Some days I struggle with comprehending…
It’s been a week since I last shared my mundane life with you here on Just Frances. And it’s been nearly that long since I…
It’s nearly midnight on January 2nd and I’m finally getting around to writing my first post of the year. I meant to write yesterday and I’ve…
Once again, I wanted to spend the day inside, hiding away from the world. I wanted to sit in and sulk and cry and feel…
This morning I realised that I haven’t been outside since Monday. I spent Tuesday and Wednesday holed up inside working on my dissertation proposal—and only…
I arrived in Scotland nearly two months ago, and am now on my own for the first time. In fact, I am on my own…
For more than two years now, my nights have been haunted with horrible dreams. I call them “widow dreams” and I understand from other widow(er)s…
Tonight is my last night in my house—the house I purchased with Paul a little over three years ago. This was our home; this was…
Today should be my sixth wedding anniversary. It’s the “candy” anniversary, so I should be on a sugar high by now. And Paul should be…
This isn’t the post I planned to share tonight. No, that post was a bit sad and reflective of my (sometimes) miserable lot in life…