It is impossible to think that I will never sit with you again and hear you laugh.  That every day for the rest of my life you will be away.”  Dora Carrington

Mourning the loss of someone we love is an incredibly painful and debilitating process.  When I lost my father suddenly to a stroke many years ago it knocked me sideways and I slipped into a world of lethargy and numbness.  I was lucky enough to have some bereavement counselling at this time which helped me work through the pain and emerge into a different world in which I could find joy and happiness even though my Dad was no longer a part of it.

In the months after his death I desperately wanted to talk about my Dad and my experience of his actual death but the world around me, it seemed, didn’t really want to hear it.  This left me feeling scared, alone and abandoned.  The unexpected had happened and I had no control over it, I didn’t even have control over my feelings.  Having the opportunity to talk through the enormity of my grief gave me strength and eventually I could dare to head out into the future.

The thorny fact is that death is inevitable as is sorrow and pain, however, we have no choice in the end but to get on with the simplest and the hardest of tasks:  we must dare to live.