Two weeks ago I sat in front of a blank page and wondered what to write - do I go over the reason for my absence or not? I eventually decided to concentrate on the positive and the future.
30 minutes is all it took to change everything.
The time elapsed between two phone calls. One misheard word - a sigh of relief and then a clarification. My mother has passed away.
Within hours we are booked on a flight that leaves the next day - half a world away, we must wait.
I cannot talk, it is too difficult. I am so thankful to have my husband - he is my voice. He is doing the things that I cannot, even though I know he is grieving. My mother is right - we are very blessed to have him in our lives.