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The Voicebox

Blogs for people who lost their voice during their journey with illness

July 13, 2020

MAKING SENSE OF MY GRIEF: The energy to embrace change

In the nineties we attended a conference where Dr Miles Munroe was the guest speaker. He left an indelible imprint on my life with a story […]
July 10, 2020

MAKING SENSE OF MY GRIEF: To my wise guy, from your funny girl

You did not favour public displays of affection. In the last three years you have become so withdrawn that I, on occasion, did something drastic to […]
July 9, 2020

MAKING SENSE OF MY GRIEF: Waging war with death

I want to run into the arena with a big gladiator sword and take on this beast of death. Grab it by its horns in a […]
July 8, 2020

MAKING SENSE OF MY GRIEF: Faith that my mess will become my message

I love paintings. Art with a message that acts as a declaration. Like this beautiful one of my friend Helena van der Nest. At the moment, […]
July 7, 2020

MAKING SENSE OF MY GRIEF: Your guitar is quiet now

Before I was your girlfriend, you fell in love with a guitar. You were a devoted lover and spent three hours a day practising scales, techniques […]
July 6, 2020

MAKING SENSE OF MY GRIEF: To have and to hold until death do us part

Few things ever match the excitement of getting married. The joy of the engagement – finding your soulmate with whom you want to spend your life. […]
June 23, 2020

Making sense of my grief: Your death scores an 8 on my Richter scale

Size matters to me. The size of a teaspoon for the ‘just right’ measurement of coffee. Thesize of the mug. I do not like cups. They […]
June 22, 2020

MAKING SENSE OF MY GRIEF: Death sucks!

Friday night was our pizza and movie night. The night before you died we had pizza and watched the old movie of Forrest Gump which we […]
June 19, 2020

MAKING SENSE OF MY GRIEF: I lost my fragrance

I loved wearing Issey Miyake perfume. To remember the name was a struggle. Eventually, I linked it to a Kawasaki motorcycle – both are from Japan… […]