Dear Blacksmith

- previously "Swimming through Clouds" - Reflections following the death of my beloved Blacksmith Paul who died in March 2016, eight months into our relationship. The full story is available in the book, Dear Blacksmith.

Sunday, 29 May 2016

The wall of in-between

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If you are the one who died,  why is it that I feel myself to be a ghost?  The sun's rays shine straight through me as I sit  like a ...
Wednesday, 25 May 2016

The last great day

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The last really great day we had was twelve days before you died. It was Saturday again but this Saturday you had jobs to do, the first of w...
Tuesday, 24 May 2016

The Road Less Travelled Part 2

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Today your mum and I went on our own adventure. Where she used to rest her arm on yours, today she rested it on mine. Where I used to hold y...

The Road Less Travelled

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The first day that we went out together feels like the happiest day of my life, though I know there must have been other happy days before i...
Monday, 23 May 2016

Saturdays and Tuesdays with Blacksmith Paul

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I'm reading Tuesdays with Morrie at the moment. I can only read about death. I can only think about life and death and love. I can o...
Sunday, 22 May 2016

The man of my dreams

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I dreamed about you again last night. How I have longed to dream about you. One of those gentle dreams where you might appear as if in a vis...
Friday, 20 May 2016

The Blacksmith writes about our first date

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Paul's reflections after our poking making. Found in his notebook after his death. A day with Beverley Ward - Wednesday 26th August...
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