June 2026

  • One day, me

    How will it go when I’m gone?How will my loved ones grieve?How can I help?all to knowthat my lovewill go on

  • RIP Oliver

    Grief is a funny thing,and by funny I mean it feels like getting hit by a truckloaded with hot-sauceas the sun eclipseswhilst the shards of glass litter your backand you forget how to breathagain and again. It weighs on the souldemanding attentiontender lovesafetyand a reminder that Life Goes On. I’m sitting here on the floor…