The last few months…

Last time I did anything for this course was in March this year this was due to helping my father battle cancer a battle which, I am sad to say, he lost at the end of July so between organising the funeral and being the executor of his will I’ve barely had time to grieve let alone work. I have found my tutor and the OCA very understanding and I will be asking for an extension to complete this part of the degree. You may ask why am I sharing this on my blog? I think it’s just to let others know that although I have fallen way behind on my schedule I am not giving up and say to those in a similar situation  it’s getting easier to cope with the new normal. So much so that I scribbled a poem this morning about some of my feelings and thought I’d share it:-

A simple act to close a door
I’ve done it countless times before
but simple acts can really mean
far more than it would often seem.

This house was home as I grew
with Mum and Dad and brother too
A place of comfort, love and care
where tears and laughter both were shared.

Far more laughter though than tears
filled the walls throughout the years,
Somewhere harsh words were seldom spoken
a space to mend when one felt broken.

For a home it seems to me
can be a living entity
and the most important part
is the love that lies within it’s heart.

But now with Mum and Dad at rest
there is no beat within homes chest
So one last time I close the door
of an empty house a home no more.