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In the wake of death…

26th September 2017 By Jonelle 8 Comments

In the wake of death, lies grief! | Tyranny of Pink

When I was about sixteen years old, my cousin died. It was unexpected and it was a huge shock. Everyone was devastated – of course. As anyone would be when a teenage boy tragically and unexpectedly dies. I remember everyone crying a lot. I also remember not crying much. His sister, always my closest family…

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Filed Under: Death & Grief, Being Resilient Tagged With: coping with grief, death, grief, loss, loss of a loved one, when people you love die

What are you afraid of?

7th July 2017 By Jonelle 6 Comments

What are you afraid of? | Tyranny of Pink

They say death is the number one fear. Not to me. I’m not afraid of dying. You see to me you’re alive And then you’re not   Just light one minute and darkness the next   No I’m not afraid of dying. Only the bereaved I’d leave behind. You see I know that feeling all…

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Filed Under: Death & Grief, Being Resilient Tagged With: death, dying, grief, grieving, loss

Why is it so hard to let go?

8th July 2016 By Jonelle Leave a Comment

Why is it so hard to let go | Tyranny of Pink

A few weeks ago, my doorbell rang. It was my uncle dropping off some things from my grandmother’s house. You see, my grandmother died in January. A few days after my 33rd birthday – while I was lying in hospital. This woman had been like my mother. For ten years of my life she took…

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Filed Under: Death & Grief Tagged With: coping with grief, death, goodbye mum, grief, holding on to things, letting go, losing a loved one, losing loved ones, losing my grandparents, my gran died, saying goodbye to the dead

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