A new happy that remembers the grief that robbed my family back in 2018 but shows up anyway. A happy that gives a little sad sigh at the end of each day and says “I wish I could facetime my mum”.
The very first photo is my lovely mum in a blue ballgown, taken on the 14th of September, 2013. I would have been 13. The royal blue of Mum's dress brightens and flaunts her clear blue eyes. A faint, hesitant smile has only aged 7 years with fondness and love. Her hair is short, and slightly messy. I love it, but I can imagine mum brushing her fingers through it only moments beforehand.
Since my mum passed a way, my whole perspective on life changed and I have felt as though I have been walking around with a secret; “pssst, did you know that people actually die and none of what we are doing is actually that important?” All that truly matters in this life is family and being with the people you love, and I feel so lucky to be seeing this through with mine in a place that I can call home.
I found an easy recipe for maple syrup flapjacks, but have changed it to golden syrup flapjacks. It's taken me 5 tries to get the perfect flapjack, and in my opinion (and my Uncle Peter's; he's a big fan) they are just heavenly. Lol.
Quarantine has shut us into our homes whether we like it or not. Some of us, no doubt, are feeling claustrophobic, out of control, and slowly going crazy. I have a lot of advice to give on how to make rooms more enjoyable for you!
I understand that a post may not do a lot, but I hope it can help someone, somewhere feel less alone. I have started to write 'Quarantine Tips' which are posts that will focus on trying to make the best of a bad situation and how we can help our mental health during this time. They will be out on Fridays.
We would love to know the good, bad and the ugly. We feel very small and afraid, but I hope there can be some positivity in the day-to-day. Is everyone keeping up with exercise? Are you in self-quarantine? Do you not care and think this is all a conspiracy?! Personally listening to a lot of … Continue reading What Are Your Personal Thoughts and Feelings About Covid-19?
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The vet nurse called Daisy a naughty torty, and I quite liked that.
The snowflakes fell thick and fast, and I don’t even know how to handle myself. I had never seen snow like it. The flakes looked dark against the white sky.