31/08/2026
I’m watching Come See Me in the Good Light again, for maybe the twentieth time, if you do one thing in this life, please watch this documentary.
I cannot stop wanting people to discover this extraordinary record of a life and a love. The enormity of what Andrea and Meg go through, the way they honour each other’s vulnerability, authenticity and right to their own experience, and the humour, the laughter, the joy.
The absolute giddiness when “Gibby” learns they get another three weeks. It reminds me how precious we all are, not in a delicate or sentimental way, but in a present, momentary, gleeful and honouring way.
Andrea’s life, words and way of meeting the world show us so much about what is here to cherish.
There is always another second, until there isn’t. Another second to reframe something, to reach for someone, to realise that you don’t simply want to stay alive, you want to marvel at being alive. This film makes me want to grab hold of the people I love, pay attention to what is right in front of me, laugh louder, and marvel at this fu***ng gorgeous life while I am here to live it.
A relationship therapist's tear stained, reflection on Andrea Gibson’s beautiful documentary exploring grief, love and what it means to truly be seen.