Working on it

I know feeling sad doesn’t help. I know my Sinnavan is not coming back. Nothing is going to change anything; however, I feel. I know all that. And yet … it’s hard not to feel sad. Hard not to feel that sense of tragic loss. That ‘never being able to see, speak and spend time […]

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Together

Last Thursday, my sisters arrived in KL. Sister number 1 from England. Sisters 2 and 4 from Australia. They are here to be with brother number 2 and me. Five siblings from the original ‘Magnificent Seven.’ We are getting together, I think, I hope, to help us find some solace following sister number 3’s sudden […]

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On my mind

I’ve written six posts about my Sinnavan. This is post number seven. I feel like I want to keep writing about her. I want to keep remembering her. And, keep her present in my life. It’s somewhat like what sister number 1 said to me tearfully over the telephone, ‘If we can’t speak about our […]

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My Sinnavan

I’ve lost my sister. My best friend. My confidante. My second mum. My daily chat partner. Yes, everyday sister number 3 calls me between 12noon and 2pm, local time, depending on how long she has managed to sleep the night before in her home in London. When I’ve been out for lunch with family or […]

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Ulaanbaatar

The plan was to post this story on 20th May. It didn’t happen. I trashed it. Last week, I retrieved it from the ‘bin.’ Mongolia was the holiday my husband and I were looking forward to since March this year. We researched and identified tour companies, flights, and hotels. We finalised our bookings when sister […]

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