When I bought the recliner chairs for both my parents last year, I didn’t expect to be staring at two empty chairs a year later.
Author: FrogDiva
Writer, traveler, photographer - channelling the inner thoughts and emotions through the camera lens in homage to life, light, and the soul. These are the musings of a FrogDiva.
Photography and writing are pillars of my soul, and hence, inseparable from my being. The urge to write about what I photograph or match a photograph to my writings are processes that are never far from one another.
Why frogs? They are adaptable creatures who live and survive just about any environment you expose them to. They are short, chubby, not particularly pretty, but carry a wealth of experience with them. I collect them with a passion (the decorative type, not the live ones), and they are a reminder to return to the simplicity and spirituality of my being, but always making the most of each day, savouring every moment.
Mourn the Morrow*
*#3 of the MANNY GOLOYUGO series. Extract from my Photography blog, Through Frog Eyes. Each month a guest photographer is featured and a short story
Packing Up, Throwing Away… again
So this is what grief is all about… the endless sense of loss, darkness and loneliness. I find myself floating in an emptiness that has
“Blub You”*
*Eulogy delivered at my mother’s inurnment earlier today. On September 25th I stood before you and told you the love story of my parents. Daddy
Linda’s Sunset
My mother was given the gift of life that lasted 82 years, and I was allowed to share more than half of that time. A
Pray, Eat, Love
Unlike the movie featuring Julia Roberts, Eat, Pray, Love (one of my favourites, by the way, right up there with Forrest Gump and Dead Poets’
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