That’s my Mum, she existed, she laughed, there was a time she wasn’t dying or sad, when this wasn’t our reality, and when she could hug me and tell me everything’s going to be okay. The pain is just an indicator of how strong our bond was.
Promote growth wherever you can.
When life slips down the hill, Katie and I often turn to each other and ask each other the same question: What is the point? With our feet slipping, trying to stop everything from falling, our arms aching and our bodies covered in mud, we scream WHAT IS THE POINT IN TRYING SO HARD?
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.
Please feel free to follow us. Our handle is nice and simply thegriefreality. We think it would be a wonderful way to connect with our followers better, and to be on a new platform to share our messages about grief!