I took a walk along the River Kelvin this morning to get myself out of the house. It’s Reading Week and we don’t have any classes, but I put pressure ...
Surely, dear reader, you know by now what it is that I am about to tell you. If not from the title of this post, then from the clues that ...
“But I also learned that it’s possible to go on, no matter how impossible it seems, and that in time, the grief… lessens. It may not ever go away completely, ...
Editor’s Note: This was written to be published last year but, alas, it was not. The why is because many things were happening. Many changes, many adjustments, many repressed, many ...
730 days without you, at the date. An eerie parallel to your age.
“Are you okay, Cassie? You look a little lost.” These are actual words that someone spoke to me just a few days ago, seemingly out of nowhere. There I was ...
First and foremost, this is for you. Not for them. I don’t need to tell you that I miss you, but I do need to say that I’m sorry. ...
It’s been one whole year since I started Tales of Casstastrophe and look how far we’ve come! From the bottom of my heart, thank you.
The most perfect of white camellias – which I cannot take the credit for finding. Tony, the head gardener at Inish Beg, discovered this beautiful botanical gem buried back behind ...
“The very first moment I beheld him, my heart was irrevocably gone.” Life events are difficult. When I was a kid, an imagination was something I developed to pass the ...