Dbee Robinson Artist - The Fat Struggling Menopausal Artist

  People lied - Time doesn't heal, it doesn't get easier, it gets so much harder. I haven't posted for a while. I was holding off until after his Memorial. I found it so hard to do, let alone say the word “ Funeral”, which upset some in the family. But that was how I coped at the time, and how I still feel, so Memorial it is. Two months later, I have finally managed to post that David's wishes have been met. He is free to roam the oceans, amongst the waves he loved so much. Six months have now passed. And it’s not getting any better, and I am NOT OK. I keep breathing. I keep getting up. I keep putting on the show that life expects of me. I smile when I am supposed to smile. I nod when I am supposed to nod. I tell people I am OK. I tell them I'm fine. But deep down, I am done. I am not broken, because broken things can usually be fixed. I am not lost, because lost things can sometimes be found. I am empty yet full of despair. I am a vessel that once lived, laughed an...

Mr Pepper - Headmaster of Hayling School Paid my respects today to the best Head Master I knew. He never made me feel I was just going to school, he made me feel like I was part of the school, part of something special and he always made me laugh. He was firm and fair but more importantly, he put children first, raising funds and spirits with school plays and the infamous Halloween Fair where we sold all the things we made throughout the year whether Mum and Dad wanted them or not. (I loved my Salt and Pepper holder!) Today I saw, and also thanked Mr Robinson my Maths teacher for having faith i n me when numbers just jumped around on the page. Mr Stretch for his kindness and Miss Edney for inspiring my art. Mr Hepworth Taylor for helping me get my Human biology O'level so I could become a nurse, (however I later found out I pass out if I see  blood so that never happened) Miss Drew who luckily forgot (or kindly did not mention) I used to find any excuse not to d...