31/08/2026
“I really wish she was here for this.”
I hadn’t consciously been thinking that.
In fact, when grief for my friend surfaced recently, it surprised me.
She died unexpectedly almost 14 years ago.
We had our boys within months of each other. We struggled through those early days of motherhood together, when neither of us found it quite as easy as we’d imagined it would be.
And now my son is finishing one chapter and beginning another.
And she’s not here for this bit.
Neither is my mum.
They would both have loved to see what comes next for my boys.
And perhaps that’s one of the things about grief that we don’t always talk about.
Sometimes grief appears in the middle of something good.
A result.
A graduation.
A wedding.
A baby.
A birthday.
A new job.
A new home.
A new chapter.
We can be genuinely happy.
And still feel the ache of the person who isn’t here to share it with us.
I’ve started thinking about grief a little like a backpack.
Every loss, every goodbye, every ending gets added.
And we carry on.
We go to work.
We look after the children.
We make plans.
We laugh.
We celebrate.
We keep living.
So we don’t always notice how much we’re carrying.
Until something happens and suddenly the backpack feels very heavy.
And sometimes that happens years after a loss.
That doesn’t necessarily mean we’re going backwards.
It can simply mean that life has moved forwards.
We’ve arrived somewhere new, and the person we thought would be standing there with us isn’t.
I think this is one of the reasons grief can be so complicated.
It isn’t something we simply “get over”.
And there isn’t a timetable.
Sometimes we need to revisit a loss because something in our life has changed.
Sometimes we need somewhere safe to talk about the person we’ve lost.
Sometimes we need permission to acknowledge that a part of us still misses them.
And sometimes we need support with the things grief has left behind.
I’ve had a particular connection with grief throughout my professional life.
Before becoming a therapist, I worked for four years at our local hospice, supporting people who were terminally ill, their carers and bereaved relatives.
That experience taught me that grief isn’t something that can be neatly packaged into stages or timelines.
It is deeply personal.
And it can change throughout our lives.
You don’t have to stop loving someone in order to learn how to live with their absence.
If you’re carrying a loss that still feels heavy, whether it happened recently or many years ago, you don’t have to carry it alone.
Grief is one of the areas I specialise in within my work at NMG Therapies, and I offer a safe, compassionate space to explore whatever your grief looks like for you.
Because sometimes what we need isn’t to put the grief down.
We simply need somewhere safe to put it for a while. 💛
If you’d like to find out more about working with me, you can send me a message.
Niamh x
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