Usually grief is a concept pushed to the edges of Christmas along with dried out Christmas tree needles and discarded wrapping paper. I had heard of A Boy Named Christmas through flashes on screens in adverts. I thought “boy and mouse; what could go wrong?” Immediately, my heart sank as I discovered the children had lost their mother.
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As Told By You; December 2021
This month’s theme for December is “Winter Grief”. Christmas is a hard time of year for those who grieve. Winter can be a tough time for anyone as it is, and it can be made harder by the fact that Christmas is around the corner. With Christmas comes adverts filled with pressure and perfect families enjoying Christmas.
Reality Revisited: Still.
How could I still be listening out, just in case Mum needed me?
September Recap!
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It’s Been a Year
I wonder if I’ll ever come to terms with the fact that you aren’t here anymore. Will I ever be comfortable when September comes around and brings…… Read more “It’s Been a Year”
As Told By Bryan
“I experience grieving, I am not becoming grief.” Thank you to Bryan Wagner for sharing his thoughts on grief! Make sure you check out Bryan’s blog which…… Read more “As Told By Bryan”
Snow Day
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.
Grief Day
Today, I chose to take a “Grief Day” – a term I use to coin a day entirely devoted to feeling grief. A day when I turn to myself for the home comforts just as my mum used to on those sick days from school.