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Quarantine Tips: A Playlist For You

8th May 20201st May 2020 ~ thegriefreality ~ 16 Comments

My favourite calm and peaceful songs for you to listen to. Stay strong.

I’m Not Very Good at Not Having Answers

29th April 202029th April 2020 ~ thegriefreality ~ 29 Comments

I would say I'm a very resilient person. Katie often says that nothing phases me, and my Mum would often say I take everything in my stride. I often say that as long as I have a good playlist going, I can do anything I need to or want to. Quarantine lately had been getting the best of me.

One Year of Grief, As Told By Evee

28th August 20191st March 2020 ~ thegriefreality ~ 24 Comments

The sun is still in the sky and shining above you. Thank you for coming on this journey with me.

Who I Am Without You

8th June 201928th August 2019 ~ thegriefreality ~ 14 Comments

Now I am faced with life after Mum. Life without Mum, with myself, a stranger, who still bases their decisions on what their Mum would do.

“How Did I Not Make A Note of Every Word You Ever Said”

13th March 201917th July 2019 ~ thegriefreality ~ 17 Comments

That’s my Mum, she existed, she laughed, there was a time she wasn’t dying or sad, when this wasn’t our reality, and when she could hug me and tell me everything’s going to be okay. The pain is just an indicator of how strong our bond was.

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As Told By Ananda: There Are Always Songs To Sing

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A New Way To Journal

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I title each post-it “Dear” and the date. It is simple, but wonderful. Plus you don’t harm the book in the process, which is a thought which brings me a lot of simple joy.

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