dangerous driving
My wife was killed twenty-five months ago today, and since that day, despite the fact that I have unashamedly spoken out about my grief, I have remained respectfully tight-lipped about what I believed to … Continue reading
in training
When my wife first died late last year, one thing that really struck me was just how many presents our son received. Everyone was so generous but I couldn’t help … Continue reading
time travel
I remember the pain of last November well. And I remember lying awake all night in bed searching my mind for answers and the internet for solutions to that pain. … Continue reading
eight months
The day after I started writing this blog I published a post entitled Imagining It as a way of responding to the frequent comment, “I just can’t imagine what you’re going through”. Six … Continue reading
goodbye grandma
My maternal grandma died this afternoon. She was the last of my grandparents to go. She was an incredible woman, an incredible grandmother and, most of all, an incredible friend. … Continue reading
grief encounter
My mind is racing this morning as it has been all through the night. My head is so full of thoughts that I can barely decide how to commit them … Continue reading
treasured memories
This is a guest post by Sally Fenton Sally is the founder of Sally-Anne Jewellery. In this post she tells of the grief she felt for the bereavement of her … Continue reading
six months
Next Friday will be the six month anniversary of my wife’s untimely death. It simultaneously means both everything and nothing to me. Everything because I can’t believe how much our … Continue reading
tank engines
This is a guest post by writer, journalist and blogger, Emma Beddington …but first an introduction from me I don’t usually interfere with guest posts by weaving in my own … Continue reading
grief cycle
On 22nd December 2012, my son drew this picture on an envelope with a ballpoint pen. “What’s that, darling?” I asked. “It Mummy”, he replied. ‘Then it’s a keeper’, I … Continue reading
parental guidance
This is a second guest post by my two-year-old son, Jackson Bo Brooks-Dutton In Jackson’s second post, he shares with us what he really (maybe) means when he throws himself … Continue reading
egg timer
When people who pluck up the courage to ask me how I feel about my wife’s death, I tell them, ‘I’ve accepted it but I simply can’t absorb it.’ What … Continue reading
rock stars
Last night I learnt why rock stars smash up hotel rooms. It’s because they can. It works for them on so many levels. It gets them the attention they need … Continue reading
my son
This is a very special guest post by my two-year-old son, Jackson Bo Brooks-Dutton Toddler, train enthusiast and part time nursery attendee, Jackson Bo Brooks-Dutton, shares his thoughts on his … Continue reading
condensing grief
This one is short and anything but sweet. One of the most difficult aspects of the grieving process is perhaps the most obvious. It’s trying to come to terms with … Continue reading
