Today has been packed full of clichés: when I spoke to dad he was in tears asking if the pain ever gets better and I told him that every day he’ll feel the tiniest bit better than the day before because time heals; others have said or written lots of things like: I know just how you feel, think about how happy mum is in heaven; she’s with Jim now; and she had a good life. These are all true – but they are used so much and have so dominated my day that I decided to post a clichéd image as it both reflects today and is one that mum would have found quite funny.
Even Clichés can possess Punctum – I used this comb to brush mum’s lovely silver grey hair when she was ill and when I saw it this morning it pricked me with emotion more so than anything else I have done or seen today.
anomiepete 
I’ve always wondered about cliches – the word itself is always used perjoratively I think yet why should this be when universal truths are illustrated?
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Indeed Catherine – but when someone that hardly knows mum said she lit up a room with her presence it does get irritating. I hope the stress of moving is receding. 🙂
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