I don’t like asking for help

If you’ve taken the time to read through any of my posts here, this confession will probably not come as any sort of surprise. I really don’t like asking others for help. Call me stubborn or overly-ambitious or unrealistic. But I really hate having to seek...

Memories of my Dad

I have been looking at old photos recently. Partly to find some great photos of Dad to make a collage for Mum but also so I can keep all my memories alive. It’s bittersweet looking at them. On the one hand I’ve loved having the chance to remember him as a...

5 ways to help kids through grief

Talking about the death of a loved one is possibly┬áthe hardest conversation you can ever have with a child. It’s difficult on so many levels. Putting your own pain aside, trying to find an age appropriate way to introduce a child to the concept of death poses a...

The truth of grieving

I read a guest post over at Champagne Cartel earlier in the week about dealing with grief. It was a beautifully written post by Robyna from The Mummy and the Minx and it gave me a huge lightbulb moment about grief and the process of grieving. My father’s passing...

The truth of palliative care

I had a lot of time to think and reflect while I sat by my father’s bedside in those last few days. His decline was quick and relentless. On Wednesday we were preparing for another shot at chemotherapy. On Thursday he was taken by ambulance to the emergency...