This is my first attempt at a blog. I’ve heard say that as we age, we regret the things we haven’t done, rather than the things we have done in our lives. I’m putting this into practice.

I’ve decided to write a book (Moments of Meaning: Living Life whilst Facing Death), self-publish (with a lot of help!) and start a blog on my new website.

Each day is a gift. I’ve been reminded of this when spending time with my own relatives as they’ve come towards the end of their lives. Meaningful moments can be very precious and we get a finite number of moments in our lives. By taking this leap of faith into new territory, I hope to create a connection with others. To connect with those who want to create moments of meaning in their own lives, no matter what challenges they face.

Walking alongside a loved one who has a life limiting illness and choosing to remain present is a courageous choice. There are plenty of challenges that present themselves. However, we also open ourselves to a deeper connection; a chance to experience moments that have very personal meaning in our lives.

Squeezing my Dad’s hand and feeling him squeeze my hand in reply. Feeding my Dad in Law tiny amounts of one of his favourite foods when he barely had an appetite and seeing him enjoy the experience. Sharing stories of my daughter with my Mum in Law and keeping her in touch with everyday life. All of these were moments of meaning in my own life.

I start my book with a quote from the Dalai Lama – “Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives.  The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend or a meaningful day.” I hope that my writing will bring more meaningful moments to my own life and connect with those of you who choose to read what I write, encouraging you to create your own personal moments of meaning.