Travelling through the third year
Well, I’m here again! Sometimes I just feel the need to write… I write in my journal most days but, somehow, my blog is different – I write differently. Perhaps, knowing I’m going to make it public helps me to process my thoughts rather than just vomiting up my feelings onto a blank page in my journal. It might sound daft, but I think more when I write my blog rather than just venting and forgetting (not that that can’t be helpful). Recently, someone I know lent me a book called ‘Levels of Life’ by Julian Barnes. If you’ve lost a partner I can’t recommend it highly enough, or read it if you just want to understand a little about what losing a partner is like. Read it anyway! It’s a short, simple read, and yet so eloquent. Barnes wrote it four years after his wife died. The first two sections are interesting and add to the third, or just read the third section where Barnes talks explicitly about his grief. The book did make me cry, but not because it is sad but because I identified...