Posts about Sarah

You can shed tears that Sarah has gone or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray she’ll come back or you can open your eyes and see all she has left. Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her or you can be full of the love that you shared. You can turn your back because of before or you can be happy tomorrow because of before. You can remember her and only she’s gone or you can cherish her memory and let her live on. You can cry, close your eyes, be empty, turn back or you can do all those things you know she would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.

  • Today would’ve been my sister’s fortieth birthday.

  • My sister Sarah’s blog is moving posthumously to a new, more permanent home.

  • Rest in Peace

    It was with a heavy heart that I had to let everyone know on Friday evening that after marrying her sweetheart Neil in a beautiful ceremony earlier in the afternoon, my younger sister Sarah, who had been suffering with cancer since last year, succumbed after contracting pneumonia last week and passed away shortly before 6…

  • Smogging

    One of my Gran’s endearing terms was “smogging” (which the rest of us know as “snogging”).

  • Photographed on Freshwater East beach during a family trip to Wales, where we used to go on family holidays.

  • Family (low)

    Visiting Sarah in Bournemouth with Mum and Dad.