Choosing To Be Happy

Last Saturday marked 4 years since Finn had his stroke. It seems like a lifetime ago but also as though it was just yesterday. So much has happened since then and we're both very different people than we were back then. I do miss elements of our old lives. I miss feeling more (but not …

Soap Gate

On the face of it this is a boring story about some soap...but it really highlights the impact aphasia can have on something that is otherwise just a mundane, everyday task. About a month ago my darling husband was refilling our soap dispensers. I handed him another empty dispenser and asked him to fill it …

Parenting With Aphasia

As I watched my husband carrying our son around the kitchen island pretending to be a car I couldn't help but smile. It was the picture perfect moment, all of us together happy and enjoying each others company. I'm reminded in this moment of how lucky we are to have the gift of time. Neither …

It isn’t the fall that defines you, it’s how you choose to get back up.

It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything. I’d like to say it’s because I’ve been doing really well but the truth is the last couple of months have seen some highs and lows for me. Selling the house has been stressful to say the least and we’re still not there yet. There have been …

Giving Up

My heart was racing, pounding as hard as it could against my chest. I felt the air leave my lungs and I struggled to take another breath. My hand was touching the car door but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t open it. My legs went weak and I stared blankly into the distance. Thought after …

Guilt

An exciting and inspiring future awaits you beyond the noise in your mind, beyond the guilt, doubt, fear, shame, insecurity and heaviness of the past you carry around. Debbie Ford                                 Guilt. A feeling I know well these days. There is a lot to feel guilty about when you’re the healthy one in your relationship. Firstly, …

The Next Few Weeks

I remember crying one night in bed while Finn was still in the hospital. My mum tried to comfort me but all I could think of was that I had lost him. The man lying in the hospital bed wasn’t my husband. He looked like him but it wasn’t him. Finn could only say one …