
I’m not an expert in grief, but I have a lot of thoughts and feelings about it as I’ve experienced several bereavements, from the somewhat ‘expected’ yet still deeply painful losses, to the utterly reality-changing ones. The first loss that altered my life irreversibly and threw me headfirst into deep grief was when my father died suddenly at the age of 61, just days before my 30th birthday. Then five and a half years later, my husband and I were forced to somehow rebuild our lives after the completely devastating stillbirth of our beautiful son Stewie, which changed the entire trajectory of our lives and eventually prompted me to start Travels With My Son.
Despite what society and the workplace sometimes make us feel, grieving is a completely natural and healthy reaction to loss, and a normal part of life – one that we will likely all be faced with at some point. Our capacity to grieve is a huge part of what makes us human, and a way that we honour and stay connected to our loved ones. It isn’t something we can sidestep or ‘get over’. It doesn’t go away and I’m not sure it shrinks – just like our love doesn’t. Rather, we get more accustomed to carrying, acknowledging and honouring it, and eventually, despite the pain, our lives do continue to grow around it.
So here I share my stories of loss and grief, explore what grief is and our relationship to it, and the varied and often unseen, and unrecognised, impacts it has on our lives. I share my thoughts on ways we can survive the early days, then continue to build meaningful lives around our new lifelong companion – living with grief, rather than after it.
Some of these stories are intensely personal accounts from my life, and some are more general. But every single one of them seeks to acknowledge that all grief, and the ways we experience and honour it, are completely and absolutely ‘normal’. If you recognise yourself in any of these words, please know you are not alone.
You do not need to be a ‘good friend’ when you’re grieving
Since joining the world of bereaved parents, having already spent a few years in the world of bereaved children, I’ve found it surprising and also saddening to see how many grieving people are wracked with guilt over the fact they feel (or perhaps are being made to feel) that they…
Symbolic sewing – Zero Waste Dress
This zero waste linen dress was my first creation after Stewie was born. In the three weeks between his funeral and my six week doctors check up, when I was utterly bereft and broken and the finality of everything had really hit me, I would go into his nursery and…
Falling into darkness, but finding a way back to the light
On my very worst day, perhaps a couple of weeks after my son’s funeral, I stumbled into the woods and sat sobbing in the shade of a fallen tree that I had run past many times in the days when my son was just an abstract idea in the outer…
“Of course you want to be pregnant again”
This is for the parents who are walking the unbearable path of life without their children, whilst struggling with wanting to grow their families. If this is you, I am so sorry that you’re here, but hope these words might help you feel less alone. It was a few hours…
Aching Arms
Aching Arms is a charity which is very close to our hearts, as it supports parents who have experienced the heartbreak of losing their baby during pregnancy, at birth or soon after. This support is immeasurably important as this kind of loss can feel completely isolating as well as absolutely…
Rediscovering my purpose – Travels With My Son
I had just attended a womens’ circle for womb healing, intended to help us become more in tune with our inner selves and our creativity, as well as healing past trauma and releasing emotional blockages. It was pretty woo woo even by my standards, but seven months on from the…
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