Writing about grief, hope, music, memory and community.
About us, about home
Grief, guilt and the long road through suicide loss
Support, community and the people who stay
When you lose the people who were there, you lose something specific: the corroboration. The confirmation that it happened, that it was real, that you are not constructing a world out of nothing.
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Welsh has a goodnight that is softer than the English version. Nos da. Good night. It rolls off without much ceremony, the kind of thing you say a hundred times before it means anything, and then one day it means everything.
