11 years ago today I said goodbye to B, my child’s father, and I unexpectedly, suddenly became both Mummy and Daddy to J. J was just 13 months old then, and that meant that those early days were cruel and surreal; J was babbling and… Read More
Cheery title I know, and perhaps I wouldn’t read on if you’re wanting a joyful, fun blog post. I’m feeling melancholy after I watched ‘Holding The Man’ last night, a wonderful story of true true love. A story punctuated by HIV, resulting in death. It… Read More
Today I had a conversation with a member of the NHS. Part of it went like this… NHS employee: So didn’t you know your husband was gay when he died? Me: He wasn’t my husband, he was my partner and the father of my child.… Read More
Lizzie Jordan 