Today is the last day of my 30s, so it seems appropriate to reflect on the decade in preparation for the start of my 40s.…
Way back on 6 February 2002, my friend bailed out on a day trip to St Andrews. With nothing better to do, I decided to walk…
(Updated September 2020; see the end of the post.) I was halfway over the Atlantic when I moved my wedding rings from my left hand…
My 30s are nearly over. Yes, in just 39 days my age will tick over from 39 to 40. I’m not stressed or upset about…
It’s been more than four years since my husband died and I’ve yet to enter into a new relationship. I’ve now had four first dates…
There’s something ever-so frustrating about the way life and love mix. We want so desperately to be part of a couple, but when someone reaches…
Birthdays are to be celebrated. Always. Even if that celebration is as simple as an inward smile and the reflection on happy memories of birthdays…
Today was a bit of a hodgepodge day that consisted of shopping, tourist-ing, and panic attacks. But there were no rattlesnakes. Well, at least none…
In the past few weeks, I’ve noticed an increase in conversations around happiness and depression so I thought I’d throw some of my own words…
It seems that my dating life is of great interest to folks these days – just like it was before I was married. In fact, the vast…
I went to the cemetery to see Paul today and ended up digging away under his headstone. I hadn’t really planned on that, or I’d have…
The world seems to be closing in on me right now and it’s destroying my soul. The only thing that is saving me from a…
I want to go away on holiday somewhere. It doesn’t have to be far away; just a nice holiday away from home. I want to…
For the vast majority of my adult life, I have been alone. I’ve only ever had one “real” boyfriend (after having briefly dated a not-nice…
Eight years ago, I stood at the altar of St John the Baptist Catholic Church and professed my love and dedication to the man who taught me…
Life is so very different without Paul and these past four years have been a rollercoaster ride that I never could have imagined. Without Paul,…
There is a glitch in Just Frances, the person, that I can’t seem to repair. It started when I first got the Frances 3.0 upgrade…
There was an interesting piece in The Guardian’s Running Blog yesterday about running with music. The post offered insights from two runners – a pro-music runner and a no-music runner – and…
The day before my husband’s funeral, my eldest brother-in-law informed me that I was family and that Paul’s death didn’t change that. He let me…
Yesterday’s post seems to have created some interesting, and unexpected, feedback, so I thought I’d take the time to talk about it some more. It seems…