The peculiar thing about death is that the world goes on around you, as if nothing has happened. You feel like you’re dying inside, like a part of your heart has just been taken. Yet the world around you goes
The peculiar thing about death
Living without mum
My sister and I often talk about living without mum. Since losing our mum in 2015, we’ve had quite a period of adjustment. We each used to talk to mum at least once or twice a week, but it wasn’t uncommon
Two year anniversary
Sitting here, watching cockatoos fly past in mobs, my dog at my feet and hearing the sounds of my husband and child chat happily, one could be forgiven for thinking today was just a normal, lovely Sunday morning at home.
Grief: still waiting
It has been 1 year, 5 months, 9 days and 16 hours since you died. And I’m still waiting for it to get easier. Today is your brother’s…
Just yesterday
It feels like just yesterday that you were driving me to dance classes then going for a walk along the beach with your friends while…
Blessed through death
It occurred to me quite promptly recently that even though I have lost my mother to cancer at a relatively young age, I still…
A strange similarity
Although grieving is not a ‘job’, I’m reminded today of what my mother used to say about parenting. She would often remark that the…
Hold me close
It has been a horrible week. Strangely normal, eerily ‘back-to-the-grind’ but overall horrible. Yesterday marked 4 weeks since my mum passed…
A new challenge
I write this with a heavy heart as I begin to process the loss of my mother. My blog posts to date have largely been about my battle with my skin…