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Tragedy Support Group

“Hi, my name is Trudie and I’m part of the tragedy support group. I’m here to help you cope with my tragedy and to assist you in your dealings with me. Let me hold your hand as I walk you … Continue reading

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Waiting for insanity or death

When I was about 10, my father took us to a small country hospital to visit our paternal great-grandmother. She was a tiny shrivelled up old woman. She called my father ‘Ray’; his father’s name. My father told us that … Continue reading

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Challenges

My husband has quit his full-time day job to focus on other parts of in his life and spend more time thinking about his daughter. I admit to being envious as I too would like more time with Clea but … Continue reading

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The Dolls’ House

We would visit my grandparents every year but never for Christmas. It was a four-hour drive to their house; and, we would always arrive after dark. The gloomy, dark farmhouse, surrounded by peppercorn and pine trees would rear up as … Continue reading

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Clean Straw For Nothing

“Perhaps they are the lucky people, after all, the unthinking ones, taking it as it comes and not questioning it.” George Johnston, Clean Straw For Nothing. My parents have sold their farm and will settle and move soon. They will … Continue reading

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Gym Junkie

For two years after my daughter died, I drank every night. I hardly had an alcohol free night during that time. I wouldn’t drink bottle after bottle of wine but I did drink at least two glasses, if not more, … Continue reading

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Humankind cannot bear very much reality – T S Eliot

There is another reality out there. There must be. It is a reality in which my daughter exists. I search for this reality. I catch fleeting glimpses as it rushes past the kitchen window or runs across the backyard. If … Continue reading

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