I haven't written a blog for a few days as I needed to take some time away from the laptop and just get my head together and find my happy place again.
Seven days, 168 hours, 10,080 minutes, 604,800 seconds, however you want to think of it, this is the time that has past since Amy Winehouse died on Saturday 23rd July in her home in Camden, North London. It has been an emotional week and sometimes it's hard to hear others that have said over the past week that it was her own fault. We, the public still don't know how she died and for me, it's irrelevant. Amy's family have lost a daughter, sister, niece and this is what matters. She was someones daughter who was taken at the young age of 27, yes she had addictions and maybe more could of been done for Amy but nothing is ever that simple.
Addiction isn't something that you wake up one morning and think I'll stop, it's a disease and one that takes alot to fight against and sometimes in the end the addiction wins but through everything that happens to the addict they leave behind a family who is heartbroken.
Last Saturday I was sat in my bedroom, in tears at all the sad, heartbreaking news from around the globe which had hit our TV screens within 24 hours, the biggest news stories was Norway bombing and Amy Winehouse. I lit candles to remember those who had lost their lives and also for the families that remain but until today I hadn't been able to listen to Amy's music. I have now managed to listen to four songs, so I'm slowly getting there, but it's amazing how much someone that you have never met can influence your life.
Life goes on rightly or wrongly but it has given my life a little shake....
Until next time,
SC xo
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