I Never Know What to Say Anymore!
Honestly, I freeze. I no longer know how to react when someone loses someone. It’s like my brain knows I should say something but my mouth refuses to cooperate. Maybe it’s because I have been there that I felt that…
Category Death
What I Feared Happened!
All along, deep in my heart, I dreaded the person I would become after Mum’s passing. And yes, I am not the same person anymore. How could I be? The one I loved so deeply and the one I held…
Sundays Hit Different!
Sundays hit me differently. That’s when the ache deepens. I remember how I would sit with my Mother as we eat, drink, cut word. That simple joy of talking, laughing, exchanging stories always filled my cup! She was an energy…
The Silent Griever
There is a version of my grief that no one ever sees.There is the grief I can talk about the one that comes out in tears, in stories about my Mum in all the memories that feel safe enough to…