Barrie Crowe's story

My wonderful 'gentleman' husband died whilst on holiday in France in 1997 from septicaemia within four days. Our children Nicholas and Abigail were 10 and 12 years old.

No-one can believe the barriers one can face just being in France unless you experience it. My barriers were numerous, two of those being not speaking the language, and the disapproval of the intensive care nurses when I took my children into his room to say goodbye to their unconscious dying father.

He was unconscious for five days and fought to live. He really was a remarkable man.

Time does not change memories. Time heals the rawness of the wound, but the tears still flow sometimes. 

I have been doing voluntary work with the Headway organisation working with adults who have suffered brain injuries. This has helped with my healing and I love being with the clients, especially one-to-one, giving them time and listening to them, which, unfortunately, most people do not.