Another piece I found 8 months in the journey after a stillbirth. And to this day I still remember the details of those days vividly.
Something I wrote hours after my son’s death and birth in September 2014. So much anguish. So much raw emotions. A scary place to be
People often try and protect themselves from being hurt when they have been hurt in the past. Each time they get hurt, they build a
My dearest Sebby, Time seems to evolve, evaporate into a timeless zone. I live for special moments. Moments that make time stand still or makes
Dear Life-Partner, When there is love, does it matter what age we are? What the age gap is? Or does it not matter? I believe
Dear Sebby, Mummy had a birthday a few days ago, and it was a bitter-sweet day. I noticed the ache I had for you. The