Letters from the Quiet Corner
Letters From The Quiet Corner, I’m Still Here, ...
Christmas used to be my favourite time of year.Now it feels like proof that the world has moved on without him, even though I haven’t.This is what it means to...
Letters From The Quiet Corner, I’m Still Here, ...
Christmas used to be my favourite time of year.Now it feels like proof that the world has moved on without him, even though I haven’t.This is what it means to...
Letters From The Quiet Corner - The Season of S...
These last few weeks have reminded me that grief doesn’t follow seasons. It shows up when it wants, even at Christmas. I’ve been avoiding my own grief for so long,...
Letters From The Quiet Corner - The Season of S...
These last few weeks have reminded me that grief doesn’t follow seasons. It shows up when it wants, even at Christmas. I’ve been avoiding my own grief for so long,...
Letters From The Quiet Corner – Part 4
A reflection on grief, change, and resilience as life shifts with new responsibilities and milestones. Finding ways to move forward while holding onto love, purpose, and the memory of those...
Letters From The Quiet Corner – Part 4
A reflection on grief, change, and resilience as life shifts with new responsibilities and milestones. Finding ways to move forward while holding onto love, purpose, and the memory of those...
Letters From The Quiet Corner – Part 3
Life has a way of giving us joy and sorrow in the very same breath. This week, I share the blessing of a new baby, the pride of my daughter’s...
Letters From The Quiet Corner – Part 3
Life has a way of giving us joy and sorrow in the very same breath. This week, I share the blessing of a new baby, the pride of my daughter’s...
Part Two: No Time Limit to Healing
Last week I travelled to Inverness to visit Nicki’s resting place. What should be a time of celebration is always bittersweet. This year I realised just how strong the walls...
Part Two: No Time Limit to Healing
Last week I travelled to Inverness to visit Nicki’s resting place. What should be a time of celebration is always bittersweet. This year I realised just how strong the walls...
Letters From The Quiet Corner: Entry One — “I’m...
"This week, I’m starting with honesty—I’m not okay, and that’s okay. My heart still aches for Nicki, and I don’t think it will ever fully mend. But in the quiet...
Letters From The Quiet Corner: Entry One — “I’m...
"This week, I’m starting with honesty—I’m not okay, and that’s okay. My heart still aches for Nicki, and I don’t think it will ever fully mend. But in the quiet...