I had been putting it off for weeks. No. Months. The fact that I needed to visit was a difficult concept, not just because the house would be filled with memories – both good and bad – of how Mum was, but also because I felt really guilty. My step dad lives there now, by […]
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I don’t know if I believe in ghosts? I’ve always been open minded, and I’ve embraced the idea that there is something ‘out there’ that we don’t quite understand in ‘this world’, but I rarely have experiences that make me question my beliefs in something beyond what we see and know every single day. Mum […]
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