Such is the weariness though, it brings about the feeling of being upon the waves, tired of the salty, make do, doggy paddle, doing what we can to keep thoughts above water, with the peaceful, stoic hope that each morning will be feet on solid ground.
She was my hero, and my best friend. She would always look after me, help me and guide me, and it strikes me that twelve, thirteen years later, I don’t have that.
We’re hoping that we’ll be able to carry on skating come Winter time. What about you?
Your body was there still part of her but your little excited heart had stopped beating. They called you Pea.
When you hold your thumb, try and think of a safe and calming space. This could be a place that you imagine, like a beach with the sound of the waves, or it could be a memory where you remember feel particularly calm. For me it is lying back on the trampoline, feeling warm by the evening sun, at about 12 years old.
I think ours might be coffee!
When I think of a reset, I think of turning the wifi box off, furiously counting under my breath, and then switching it back on, hoping that the wifi will work this time around.
How does life continue
When your loved ones
Time is done?
After the loss of our mum, we have tried several times to find information online about people in similar situations – to feel less alone, to get advice, to know that life can continue after all of the trauma. We couldn’t find anyone. So, we decided that we would become those people for others through The Grief Reality.
We are hoping for rest and an opportunity to refocus on our goals. What about you? From simple hopes to huge hopes, we want to hear them.