6 months on
It has now been half a year since my firstborn joyful boy died. Life for myself, his dad and identical twin brother has since then been...
A heartfelt thanks
For a long time now, I’ve been meaning to formally thank the wonderful team on the pediatric intensive care unit at the Royal London...
From one heartbroken parent to another
I was sad to receive an email from a man who had come across my blog after he and his wife had recently suffered a similar bereavement to...


Grief is a bitch
In my last post, I touched on the stress that going out has become for me since our world flipped and we entered the ‘after’ phase of...


The T-word
I feel as though my creative inspiration has been somewhat lacking since the last piece of writing I did. It was a pretty hefty...
MJB's legacy
Of all my pieces of writing so far, this has been the hardest. The vastly contradictory emotions scramble my thinking and send me down...


Facing guilt with grace
In the extreme and relentless tide of emotions I’ve been attempting to swim, as opposed to sink, in - there has been one particularly...
I can only imagine
Throughout my journey of coming to terms with the loss of My Joyful Boy, music has proven to be an almost essential tool for emotional...