The thought of coming home to you is tantalisingly strong. I would come home in my grey blazer, soaked to the bone from cold autumnal rain. I'd be grumpy. I'd see your head with your glasses perched on the end of your nose, your mind far away between the comfortable pages of your book. I'd … Continue reading A Memory I Wish I Had
"I still ask 'why me?'" Thank you to anonymous for submitting this short, simple, but heartfelt post. Feel free to email anonymous submissions in at firstname.lastname@example.org It is a pleasure to have you here. (Picture by Evee)
"I experience grieving, I am not becoming grief." Thank you to Bryan Wagner for sharing his thoughts on grief! Make sure you check out Bryan's blog which he dedicates to sharing the teachings of the world. Have a wonderful day everyone.
The Grief Reality somehow stumbled, tripped and fell our way into a wider grief community, outside of wordpress. We could not be more grateful for the support, advice and joy Katie and I have felt across our social media platforms. One Instagram account that has given me a particular amount of support, is GoodGrief_UK. They … Continue reading “How Grief Changes Our Sense of Self”
But this is my world. Those were the cards I had been dealt. I have been living without my Mum for 14 months now. I have been doing okay.
We are truly exhausted physically, but mentally, we are stronger and happier than ever.
We never expected to feel so supported by your comments of encouragement or simple “me too” messages or a “hang on in there, it does get better”. Knowing other people were able to survive such loss gave me hope and shined a light on a future that I thought I’d never be able to attain after losing our mum.
Just two girls trying to pack up their home, waiting for their lives to start... But doing it with a smile every step of the way!
I'm a hoarder of moments, desperate to find gold in paper, Something that I had missed before, like an echoing smile. I walk in my loving, sweet Danse Macabre, My fruitless attempt to make "treasure" worthwhile.
On Facetime to both my boyfriend and my sister, Evee said to me “That’ll do pig, that’ll do” quoting the iconic final line from Babe, and I laughed through my tears. She was right, that’ll do. It’s over now, I can rest.