Category: My Journey

Each day that had slowly passed still felt like a nightmare. My dreams and reality seemed so mixed up and completely and utterly surreal - my mind trying to get over the shock and coming to terms with the fact that my dad was no longer going to be around anymore. Dad has decided to… Continue reading Always hope..

"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love." - Washington Irving - Goodreads From that moment on, things were never the same again. Our happy childhood,… Continue reading January 28th 2006..

Dad was brought back home from the hospital a couple of days later. We were all glad to have him sitting and resting at home. Although the circulation in his hands and fingers were still badly affected from the hypothermia, it was lovely to have him around - reunited as a family again. Dad was… Continue reading A double tragedy

The days were somewhat difficult, but we all as a family tried to remain optimistic and carry on as normal. One morning, I woke up and looked out of the window to find the ground was covered in a heavy blanket of snow. I always thought the snow was very dangerous; particularly when you are… Continue reading An unforgettable nightmare

In the beginning, I had a happy childhood. I grew up with a twin brother and an older brother in an ordinary house with loving parents in North London. The house belonged to a college and my dad also worked as a senior caretaker there . He absolutely adored his job. Being in the outdoors… Continue reading The year it changed forever…