Thriving not Surviving

Thriving not Surviving

A year ago my father died.  This last year has been a hard one and I have been on a journey of stopping, grieving, pausing, hurting, pondering, healing and recalibrating.  In the midst of this last year I have really known that there is beauty everywhere, if we choose to see it. When change comes into our lives we need to take time to reassess, to connect with how we feel, with where we are.  I have done a lot of that this last year.  I have...

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Beauty within brokeness

My seven year old son has struggled with seeing his mum go through grief.  For him his biggest experience of death has been his hamster dying.  Whilst I have tried to protect him from the realities of all I am feeling, there is also a sense that it is important for him to understand that life is made up of many moments, moments of celebration and joy, moments of laughter but also moments of sadness.  There is in life a time for everything:...

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Remembering who you are

It came suddenly, as is often the case, the news that my father had died.  Without warning suddenly life changed.  In the midst of the shock and the trauma my head needed, naturally, to reorientate. They come, moments like this in life, moments that stop us in our tracks, moments that make us reassess, moments that cause us to think about who we are. So much of life is made up of the roles that we play: daughter, wife, mother, friend and so...

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