Grief is a bitch & a letter to Crash

Grief is a bitch & a letter to Crash

It’s been one whole year, minus 6 days I got the news you were unwell. I remember the night like it was 5 minutes ago, when my friend Jen told me that you were unwell. So much so that it wasn’t something that could get 

Four years since you’ve been gone…

Four years since you’ve been gone…

I can’t believe it. Today marks four years since I got that dreaded phone call. Four years since I heard those words that no child wants to hear and four years since I was told that you had died.  You never really think of losing 

Handling Mother’s Day without your Mother

Handling Mother’s Day without your Mother

When your phone rings at 11 pm at night, 9 times out of ten it’s never a good thing. Especially since your Mum was in critical condition in a Spanish hospital. I answered frantically asking immediately “Is everything ok?” and that’s when my world crumbled.