Grief is a maze, and each of us navigates it uniquely.

No handbook can capture the intricate chaos of emotions—the moments of deep sadness, the flickers of joy in remembering, and the echoes of our child in the everyday. It’s a journey that twists and turns, but I’m here to say that you’re not alone in this uncharted terrain.

In the corridors of my mind, memories of my son linger—laughter that once echoed through the house, the warmth of his hug, the shared dreams that now rest as gentle whispers.

It’s the ordinary moments that become extraordinary in their absence—their favourite bedtime stories, the messy kitchen after baking sessions, and the quiet lullabies that once filled the night.

Remembering is not a linear process. It’s not about moving on; it’s about moving with, understanding that grief is not a destination but a companion on this journey of life without your child. It’s about allowing yourself the space to feel, to embrace vulnerability, and to find resilience in pain.

In the hushed corners of your heart, your child is not confined to a specific timeframe.

They are present in the sunrise that paints the sky with hues of hope, the soft breeze that carries their essence, and the stars that twinkle like the reflections of their eyes. Our connection with them is not severed; it evolves, transcending the boundaries of physicality.

Vulnerability is not weakness—it’s courage. It’s acknowledging the emptiness, the void left by their absence. It’s okay to feel the weight of grief, to shed tears that water the love that continues to grow even in their physical absence.

As mothers who have walked this path, judgment has no place in our shared narrative. Each story is as unique as the relationship we had with our child. It’s about honouring the messiness of emotions and recognizing the journey as a testament to love, not just loss.

Self-compassion becomes a guiding light in this journey.

It’s about treating yourself with the same tenderness you would offer your grieving friend. It’s not about forgetting, but about finding a new way to carry the love and the memories while navigating the complexities of grief.

In sharing these thoughts with you, my aim is not to provide answers but to offer a companion on this path—a fellow mother who understands the ache, the longing, and the resilience that comes with embracing grief. Your journey is unique, but know that you’re not alone.