Today at times I felt as if I was suffocating. It felt as if the grief had grabbed me by the throat and was strangling life out of me. My heart physically ached.
In the infamous words of Queen Elizabeth 11 “Grief is the price we pay for love.”
Vic was an only child. I spent the first 16 years of her life dedicated to Vic and only Vic. Vic’s dad and I separated early in our marriage. Even in the years that we were married he studied part-time and only got home from University after 10 at night. Weekends – well that was busy…
When Vic was 16 I married Danie. He became her dad and she embraced the fact that she now had siblings. Danie loved Vic with the same pure unconditional love that she had for her boys. Vic admired, respected and loved Danie for the wonderful…
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Vic's Final Journey 
my heart aches with you my friend
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Tersia, I have tried to contact you by email (15 February) but not received a reply? Thinking of you, anyway.
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I have had such problems with my emails. I am so sorry. I did not receive the email. You are so kind! I am okay for now but the boys are battling. How are you?
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I sent the emails again. I hope they reach you this time!
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My outlook crashed. Please could you send it to tersia@steppingstonehospice.co.za?
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Just got back and seen this, Tersia. I will.
xx
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Tersia, that email address doesn’t work either, and nor do the variants with ‘sa’ after the dot, and ‘com’ after the dot. I just keep getting failure notices!
xx
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Ok. Lets try tersiab@hotmail.com
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