The List of Impossible Things

At the top of the list of impossible things I wanted in 2020, after my son Raphaël’s sudden death, was for him to reappear, alive. He’d tell us it was all a misunderstanding. The paramedics had managed to revive him after all, and he was going to continue the life as a son, a brother, a friend, a lover, an activist. Most of all, his mission to protect endangered wildlife wasn’t over. He was 25: it had just begun.

My second wish was to disappear, and escape from the hell of living in my own skin: to be granted the grace of not being me, if only for five minutes.

Third on the list was the wish to fall asleep and wake up again in five years’ time, having been magically catapulted past the deepest pain, and feeling closer to “my normal self”.

No great spoilers here, but there’s a reason I call it the List of Impossible Things.

You can read the rest of Liz’s blog article on The Compassionate Friends website here.