Grief is like walking a tightrope

  My mind know you're no longer here. But my heart still expects to see you walk up our garden path. My heart is waiting for you And I'm waiting for you with open arms. Ready to hug you. Ready to welcome you. But then you don't come. Time and again. And it hurts.

Grief is not a simple process. For a while there, the 4 stages of Kübler-Ross provided a kind of road map. But even though they're better than nothing, it's become clear that the process of grief is not a linear process. Grief is not a linear process It's not like you can go:  'Okay, I've...

No, that's not me. I'm not that mom. I'm not that mom who lost a child I'm not that mom who has lost a child. It can't be me, because it's one of my biggest nightmares. And you shouldn't worry about that kind of thing because it usually doesn't happen. I'm not her. But I...

On January the 18th my daughter Lucy would have turned 26. How do you celebrate the birthday of someone who is no longer walking this earth? Who will be 25 forever? I find some comfort in Donna Ashworth's poem: 'Don't miss me more'. Don't miss me more by Donna Ashworth ‘Don’t miss me more than...