The Year Everything Changed: Grief, Motherhood, and Rediscovering Myself Through Art
A personal reflection on loss, identity, and finding healing through creativity. 2008 was the year everything changed for me. It was the year I got married, a day filled with love and joy. But alongside that happiness, there was also a deep, lingering sadness that I was carrying with me. That Christmas I lost my mum to suicide, and it’s something I have never fully been able to put into words - until now. That loss is something I live with. It doesn’t disappear. Grief, for me, has never been a single process or a clear journey from A to B. It comes in waves, in different forms, at different times. Even now, years later, it can still surface unexpectedly. The trauma of how I lost my mum is always there in the background, shaping parts of how I experience the world. What I’ve come to understand over time, though, is that grief can also sit alongside love. I still feel the love my mum had for me, and in some ways that connection feels even more present now that I am a mum my...