I have been away or rather delayed… or at least my mind has for a bit. You see, I have been struggling with something and not even our favourite Poets could help this time, not at once… tragic, nah, just a tad unexpected that’s all. For a while, I was on my own – not entirely true, for my husband is always there as my rock and my sunshine – and I know why now. It is called denial and I am very good at it indeed. What I have learned though during the past year is to recognise both the signs and the symptoms, and so I did it…