Dear Robert I have come to find there is never a good time to say goodbye – perhaps because words can never describe the feeling of what it means to never see someone again. I know you forgive my mad ramblings and strange wanderings – so I...
I don’t like dusk I never have – it is where there is no escape from the ending of the day and the oncoming of darkness. It was late in the day last month when I sat beside a bed holding the hand of my friend Antonio when he turned to me...
I called a man today, to hear him cry. I didn’t call wanting to listen to his tears – but I knew it was inevitable. The man I called had been diagnosed with bowel cancer, and the cancer had moved to his lungs. I listened as his sobs grew...
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