Give in to Grief

Grief is messy, uncontrollable and scary. Today we are scattering Dad's ashes into the sea, these were his wishes, for as long as I can remember. He died in October after his battle with Cancer, which he bore with dignity and courage. He was in truth my stepdad, my own biological father died when I was a toddler. He was dad, biological or not. Sure we kicked and screamed against each other when I was a teenager, but we grew into each other. So no goals today: just honouring his memory; crying; laughing; remembering and letting go.

Love to you all x