My Story

In the early stages after my son's death I would weep daily, dry the tears and put on the “I am OK” face to go to work and re-enter the world. I lived in the absolute solitude of grief daily whilst surrounded by well meaning family, friends and work colleagues.

Over the decades since my son's death I have learned grief is a unique experience.

I worked with grief thinking it was simply a bunch of stages but its an ongoing process. For me grief is not something I pass through or put in a box with a pretty ribbon. Grief remains an intrinsic part of me that will unexpectedly reappear and propel me back to darker times.

Over time however, I have moved to a place of celebrating the life of my son and joyous moments we shared.