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Author: thegriefreality
Gently, My Mother
‘Gently, My Mother’ is a small poem I wrote on a sunny Friday which made me miss my own quite terribly.
#11 Thursday Thoughts: How Are You Doing Really?
We want to hold this space for you.
What I Learned From Living Alone
I wondered if it would be okay, me living alone. Waking up, cooking, watching TV. I was afraid I would be like that man from Up.
Something to Brighten Your Day #2
So grateful to have been able to breathe easily. Hope this gives you some peace, as well.
As Told By Megan
Grief is not a one-size-fits-all experience. If you are grieving, be gentle with yourself. Know that everyone copes differently. And when you do fall apart, know it is normal. Make room for it.
The Algorithm For Happiness (Part 2)
Promote growth wherever you can.
The Algorithm For Happiness (Part 1):
When life slips down the hill, Katie and I often turn to each other and ask each other the same question: What is the point? With our feet slipping, trying to stop everything from falling, our arms aching and our bodies covered in mud, we scream WHAT IS THE POINT IN TRYING SO HARD?
#10 Thursday Thoughts: Do You Have Any “Covid Keepers”?
A Covid Keeper is something that you have learnt through living in lockdown that you want to take with you as well slowly come out. For example, we want to maintain our daily practice of yoga, embroidery and going for long walks.
My Name Is Evee, What’s Yours?
My name is Evee. Not Evie or Eve, and in fact I dislike both of those names quite strongly.