Another Day….

Yes I admit that I have felt that I am spiralling out of control but yesterday was a much better day. I crave for days like this. I read C S Lewis book 'A Grief Observed' and it is helping me in terms of perspectives and I hope to return the discussion of its contents tomorrow. I am never going to get over the loss of my twin in a way people expect me to but I am sure it will get easier and I am certain I will move on.

Folashade's memory will become a thing of joy rather than anguish, a source of inspiration rather than despair, a prompt for action rather than isolation.

Part of what made me feel better was speaking with my niece, Moshope, yesterday, it soothed me and made me realise we have so much to live for and be strong for.

Today is activity driven, looking forward to church and then fellowship I am also looking forward to the week ahead. I want to buy a sketch pad and go bird watching and begin to sketch what I see or imagine. I think I was once average in art and did a lot of drawings and sketches, I shall return to that as a form of therapy.

I know what the GP's assessment of my situation is, but I refuse and am unable to accept it, yes I will stay off work and attend counselling but that is it. I thank God for today!