There are many things’ people don’t tell you about grief, but one of the hardest truths is this: after someone you love dies, your life becomes threaded with The Terrible Maths. You count everything. Not out of choice, not out of ritual - but because time suddenly becomes the only thing tying you to them, and yet it also becomes the thing taking you further away. Time seems to change You mark the minutes, because in the beginning that’s all you can do. Minutes since you las

What especially resonates with me about grief is the part about crying. You know, those moments when tears just appear, and your first instinct - or maybe someone else’s - is to hand over a tissue. We do it because we care, right? But sometimes what we’re really conveying, without even meaning to, is: “Don’t cry”, “Please stop - this feels uncomfortable.” Tears aren't weakness And here’s the thing: crying is one of the most human, sacred, and physiologically wise things we ca