Tag: Bereavement
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Erasure
Seeing my name removed from the church notice board: just a shadow remaining where the letters had spelled out not just my name by my position in the community. I was quite literally, not just metaphorically, being erased.
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Easy like Sunday Morning…
We haven’t yet moved from the Rectory, and as I ventured into the garden to release the chickens one morning (still in my pyjamas because Sundays are now lazy), I could hear music. I stopped and listened as I tried to work out where it was coming from, when of course I realised that it…