My Story
I have had more than my fair share of grief and loss, are you ready??Okay… my dad died when I was 12 years old, heart attack, he was my hero. My Nana died when mum was away on holiday, and my husband died by suicide when our daughter was 4 years old. The bravest thing I’ve ever done is to continue with my life when I didn’t want to. Loss isn’t an easy story to tell and sometimes we don’t. We bottle it up, push it down to the basement and shut the door and there it sits, sometimes for decades. I did this, however when we do this, we miss the opportunity to see and understand the event, or series of events that were responsible for breaking our hearts. We may even build an impenetrable wall around our hearts as a form of protection, however, it is not protecting your heart… it is shutting you off from your heart when you need to heal it. Having said that, it is important to remember that the wall will have to come down if you are going to be able to enjoy all those positive aspects, of a happy life. My legacy to those I have lost is to keep their memory up front and centre, maintain connection with them and to experience a life full of love and fun and success.