Patchwork Time – for World Mental Health Day

I had a go at stitching my patchwork quilt the other night. It’s pretty old now. Dad gave it to me years ago. I spread it on my bed every year, around the time Dad died, because that’s when it starts getting nippy. Early October. I’ve been meaning to repair it for ages, not wanting…

Make it kind – Mental Health Awareness Week

‪I haven’t written about my father, his suicide, grief, or mental health for a while now.‬

I felt I should just ‘stop’. Let him rest, let it be, & stop picking the scab. But grief never really goes. It just changes…

#mentalhealthawarenessweek