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  • Grief is changing me…

    Grief is changing me…

    Grief is making me angry. It’s left a sick pit in my stomach that never seems…

  • The little things that made Woody, Woody 🧚‍♂️

    The little things that made Woody, Woody 🧚‍♂️

    This is a list of all the little things that made woody woody, and all the…

  • The day Woody came home

    The day Woody came home

    After Woody’s death, I was flooded with emails and phone calls from various people. One of…

  • Still having to be mum

    Still having to be mum

    One of the strangest parts of grief is that the world still expects you to function…

  • Your first heavenly birthday

    Your first heavenly birthday

    Tomorrow is meant to be a day full of excitement, and now it just feels almost…

  • A mess without you

    A mess without you

    I feel like I’m strapped to a wrecking ball, being thrown in every direction, up, down,…

  • My speech

    My speech

    When I was little, I remember always longing for a sibling. Most of my friends had…

  • The wave’s I dont alway’s talk about

    The wave’s I dont alway’s talk about

    There is a side of grief that people do not speak about enough. The ugly side.…

  • Woody’s Chronology

    Woody’s Chronology

    Birth – Early Years  •  Born at 39 weeks via planned C‑section (due to previous C‑section). Healthy normal weight…

  • The strange loneliness of continuing

    The strange loneliness of continuing

    One of the hardest parts of losing a child is discovering that the world does not…

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