My Journey with Grief

Entry 009

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Would I bring her back if I could?  NO, I wouldn’t!   She is free, at peace now. Her heart is full of love—there is no more pain!  Why would...

Entry 009

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Would I bring her back if I could?  NO, I wouldn’t!   She is free, at peace now. Her heart is full of love—there is no more pain!  Why would...

Entry 008

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Love never dies—the tattoo on my back says that. I’ve always believed in it!Love is the fuel that moves the heart and the whole world. We talked every day. I’d...

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Entry 008

Enikő Sütő

Love never dies—the tattoo on my back says that. I’ve always believed in it!Love is the fuel that moves the heart and the whole world. We talked every day. I’d...

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Entry 007

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On the way back to London after my mum became an Angel, I made a promise to myself: I will live for her, not give up on life, and make...

Entry 007

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On the way back to London after my mum became an Angel, I made a promise to myself: I will live for her, not give up on life, and make...

Entry 006

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The truth is, I’m just jealous—jealous that she was there with her, sharing her feelings, her tears, and her laughter. I love Mum’s laughter—it comes straight from her heart (my...

Entry 006

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The truth is, I’m just jealous—jealous that she was there with her, sharing her feelings, her tears, and her laughter. I love Mum’s laughter—it comes straight from her heart (my...

Entry 005

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Chemo is something I’d never wish on anyone, yet I asked my mum to go through it. The first time, she faced it with so much heart and hope. She...

Entry 005

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Chemo is something I’d never wish on anyone, yet I asked my mum to go through it. The first time, she faced it with so much heart and hope. She...

Entry 004

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“I don’t have much knowledge of grief, so this massive darkness makes me small.” — Rilke Mum is our first love, our first relationship. She loves us even before we...

Entry 004

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“I don’t have much knowledge of grief, so this massive darkness makes me small.” — Rilke Mum is our first love, our first relationship. She loves us even before we...