Hi everyone.. again,

So, I was not planning to write another post but today has left me feeling very emotional. I have just got home from visiting my mom and I am really missing my late father.. seeing the place he used to sit every night to have his food, the sofa he used to sit on, his bedroom, his old belongings.

It is all too raw. I thought I was doing okay after his sudden death on Christmas Day. But I am not. I really am not. Sometimes, I think and look at others and think are they okay? Everyone else seems okay, living their lives, surviving.

But then, I look at myself. I am broken, completely and utterly broken. Heartbroken. I felt heartbreak, true real heartbreak the moment I was holding my father’s hand and saw the soul leave his body, the colour draining from his face.

I think the theme of my entire week has been broken, by the way. Physically and metaophically broken.

Wow- such a morbid note to leave you on.

Okay, I have to find something inspiring to write as I can not sign off with that. Let me think and rack my brain for some of the inspiring things I like to tell patients.

*Cue thinking emoji…..*

This too shall pass. It might pass like a kidney stone, but it will pass.

When things are bad, remember it will not always be this way.

Take one day at a time.

With love,

Amina x