My Bio
I live in Pitstone, near Ivinghoe Beacon, with my husband and our two children. We spend our days close to nature—caring for our animals and working on our allotment, which brings us grounding and joy.
My journey into this life began in 2014 when everything changed: my dad was diagnosed with a terminal illness. His diagnosis turned my world upside down. Shortly after, I found out I was pregnant, and I was ecstatic, so full of hope at the thought of him becoming a grandad. But at the 12-week scan, we discovered I was having a molar pregnancy, a rare complication where an egg and sperm form abnormally, resulting in a tumour. I was devastated. But with my wedding just six weeks away, I pushed the grief aside.
About my journey
Less than a year later, my father passed away. Heartbreakingly, it was just weeks before my daughter was born. Becoming a mother while grieving such a loss was overwhelming. Soon after, I gave birth to my son, and I focused intensely on my role as a mother. In many ways, I delayed my grief and it wasn’t until my son started school that the weight of all I had been holding began to surface.
Finding meaning
The grief that followed was intense and only deepened with the loss of my beloved grandmother and aunt. It was a lot to process. This period of my life led me into a journey of deep self-discovery and transformation. I came to understand that grief is not a linear process. We grieve not only for those we lose but also for experiences we hoped for, and moments that never came.
This realization sparked something in me. It made me want to help others through their own grief, however it may look. Grief is a part of being human, and by sharing our stories and holding space for one another, we can find healing, meaning, and connection again.
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