Thoughtful guidance on physical health, mental wellbeing, and navigating grief.
Natalie was 32 when her sister died suddenly. What followed was grief, but also something she hadn’t expected: a crisis of identity. She describes the narrative therapy that helped her understand what it means to integrate a loss — and the surprising, lasting way her sister has stayed with her.
When Tom’s father was given six months to live, the family faced a choice that no one prepares you for: what to do with the time you have left. Tom, now 41, shares how they answered that question — and why he believes the six months they spent together were among the most meaningful of his life.
Priya was nine when her mother died. Now 24, she writes a letter to the little girl she was — and to the counsellor who taught her something she has carried every day since: that feelings have names, and that learning those names was the beginning of finding her way through.
After losing her husband of 34 years, Margaret found herself unable to tend the garden they had built together. Two years on, she returned to it — and discovered that grief, like a garden, has its own quiet season of readiness.
When James lost his son unexpectedly at 19, he was warned that the grief might silence him. Instead, he found the opposite: that speaking his son’s name — in conversation, in celebration, in the small unremarkable moments of an ordinary day — became the thread that held everything together.
When an animal companion dies, the loss ripples through every corner of daily life — the empty bed by the door, the walk that no longer happens, the quiet where there was once warmth. For the person who gave that companionship its daily shape, the grief is real, significant, and entirely deserving of care.
Grief does not diminish with age — but in later life it often goes unacknowledged, layered beneath the quiet expectation that older adults should somehow be more accustomed to loss. This is a gentle, affirming guide to what compounding grief really feels like, and why every single loss — at any age — deserves to be taken seriously.
Adults are rarely given permission to grieve fully. Between the demands of work, family, and the quiet expectation that we should be coping, loss often gets carried in silence for far longer than it should. This is a gentle exploration of what adult grief really looks like — and what becomes possible when you finally find somewhere safe to put it down.