Still here

Blog 6 is a tad different. Still a blog of sorts, but also where I've decided to dump some poems I wrote a while ago and want to share it here. It's a mixed bag of styles and content and if I put it here, then it's in one place and easily retrievable when I want it.  All of these came from a moment of inspiration and then I'd write nothing for ages or I would churn something out and realise it's a bit cack. I envy proper writers, man.  I've saved things in loads of different places (Old USBs, laptops, harddrives, emails) and forgotten most of it until accidentally stumbling upon them. Some of you may have seen them before. Quite a few I can't find.  Here goes... They are in no particular order at all.  This first one was written about my mate, Ken Little. He was wheeled into my ward 5 and a half years ago after having almost the same surgery as me but a few days behind. They couldn't complete his 'Whipple' as they found his cancer had spread to h...

20th January 2023 Warning: this may get a bit sad, but only for a little bit.  A thing I can't currently do: Talk about my kids and cancer in the same conversation.  I hope to be able to do that here, if I can, in written form. Talking about them in real life is almost impossible with anyone other than Rebecca.  It's difficult to explain just how quickly the emotions explode to the surface and render me completely unable to speak. It's a massive endeavour to suppress the surging eruption of tears. My throat tightens and does that ache thing, my eyes well up, and I'm just unable to speak. Even if I wanted to or tried, it wouldnt come out. Well, it wouldn't be words, it'd be an attempt and a garbled mess of vowels and chokes. I've been asked many times, various questions about the kids and is often just "How are the kids coping?", which we kind of don't answer, well, not really. We'll say they're fine and coping really well or similar, bu...

10th January 2023 First words of this, my blog, and of the year.  I've mused over doing a blog of some kind for a while now and had intended to begin on the 1st of January, but life got in the way - as it does and the details of which I'll likely go into as we progress through this. Then again, I may not; my writing tends to drift and tangents will be common.  So, why do a blog?  I suppose I'm feeling reflective a lot lately and like most of us, I enjoy the flashbacks that come from Facebook's memories that appear daily with reminders of events from last year or years before. Our family photo album from Amazon and Google does the same thing with snippets of Imagery or rather your history, and its every day. I like it a lot. I dont know how healthy it is to constantly/daily be forced to look back at one's life, but it's only usually good stuff - it's pictures, videos or thoughts you have wanted to share or capture.  This blog however, will be quite different ...