My locket became an important talisman for me to wear when grief crushed the life out of me. The subtle gold heart became an important symbol that my mum existed, and that once I was happy. My locket became my mum’s way to witness my life as I lived it.
You will become what you deserve, my friend.
I decided I enjoyed being bad at yoga. Of course, I was bad at yoga. I’m a clumsy girl. Yoga is reserved for a different type of elegance, one I can’t even begin to harbour.
We have a few spare spots for our page As Told By You fro February and early March. We want to hear what you have to say; grief can feel so isolating, but it does not have to be at all.
We are getting creative, and actually, one Saturday we all got dressed up, had a 3 course meal and went to the theatre! Evee and I cannot take credit for this, the idea was all our Uncle’s.