grief

18 Aug, 2026

My mother was never happy in the care facility. Years later, looking back, I realised that she had never really been happy anywhere after the day my father died and she had to pack up and leave their flat. She had only ever been happy when she and my father were together.

16 Jun, 2026

These years stripped my life down to its barest bones. Losing financial stability forced me to sell our townhouse. The loss of my two boys hollowed me out. Distance and circumstance turned us into strangers. Despite the grief, Karen and I started rebuilding our lives almost from scratch.