A Year Without You: A how to guide on handling grief 


Ok, so the title may be a bit misleading. There’s no right or wrong way to handle grief because it varies for everyone. But the 30th July marked one year since my Mum passed away, and I thought I’d write a little bit about how grief has affected me in the last year – including how I’ve faced physical, mental and emotional challenges, and what I did to overcome them.

What is grief? 

HelpGuide.org describes grief as “a natural response to loss”. I like this definition because it’s true, it’s a natural response – there’s nothing that we can do to stop it, in fact the more we try to block it, the greater it will be. 

Something that really surprised me in my experience with grief is the physical effects of it. In the following couple months of Mum dying, I could barely think straight and at times struggled to put a sentence together (something that would come as a surprise to anyone that knows me and what a chatterbox I am). I also experienced stomach and muscle pains, and extreme fatigue. 

Mentally, doing life was quite a challenge too. I found myself having vivid dreams with Mum in and struggling to be in large social settings. It felt weird to be continuing on with normal life when there was such a storm and loss inside. Plus, before Mum’s passing, everything was very intensely about caring and supporting her, adjusting back to normal life felt a bit like whip lash. 

And of course emotionally – there are so many emotions that come with grief, and it varies from sadness to relief to guilt to anger to regret to peace to so much more. One minute you’re fine, the next minute you’re in tears – it’s very confusing. I found that I was feeling emotions, without even realising it. Something inside felt unsettled and it wasn’t until I sat down and thought it through that I would realise where the emotions where coming from. 

In a nutshell, grief is confusing. It comes in many forms, and is often masked by other things. Most importantly though, it’s different for everyone. 

The six month mark 

Everyone talks about the “whatever-number-the-article-tells-you stages of grief” – health.com has done one on The 7 Stages of Grief.

Personally, I don’t resonate with this at all. Perhaps I recognise some of these stages from when Mum was ill. But I don’t think grief is that simple. It hits you from no where, often in quite an unexpected way. 

For me, the toughest time I felt was the six month mark. At the end of January, everything got very dark and gloomy. My energy was sucked from me and I had no motivation to do anything, even the things that I usually loved. It felt like all I could think about was work, or the fact that Mum had died and I would never speak to her again. I struggled communicating with my husband, and avoided seeing the people I would usually love to see. 

It was interesting though, I didn’t even realise it had reached the six month mark. This wasn’t my mind knowing that a milestone was coming up, this was my body physically reacting to the loss that I felt in my life. 

Dealing with grief 

I just want to reiterate, there is no right or wrong way to deal with grief. There may be unhealthy ways to respond to it, but we all react differently to difficulties in life. Here are some of the ways that I handled grief: 

Having a positive focus

Two months after Mum passing away, I married my now-husband, Shem. Although the timing of this has come with difficulties, this has overall been a wonderfully positive thing to focus on. Starting a new life offered a fresh start and a future to focus on. Plus, planning the wedding in just three months provided moments of joy and purpose amongst the grief. 

I also started a new job in the following October. This kept my mind and hands busy, and focusing on goals kept me looking forward rather than backwards. 

Other positive things to focus on includes going to the gym / getting fit, starting a new hobby (or rediscovering an old one), and booking a trip and having something to look forward to. 

Although these are all positive things to do, they come with a warning: don’t fill your time and mind as a way of running away from grief. There’s a fine line between a healthy focus and distraction. The more we avoid our emotions during such a difficult time, the bigger they get, which leads me onto my next point…

Facing your feelings 

Sometimes my feelings hit me hard. I’m not an overly emotional person so when emotions do come, I can often feel overwhelmed. My natural response is to find something to fill my time or do something as some sort of escapism. 

I’ve learnt that the best way to deal with difficult emotions is to work through them, which can sometimes look like you’re not coping. But working through emotions means doing the difficult thing and just sitting in them. There were days where I just didn’t leave my bed, even attending church wasn’t possible at times. 

Talking to someone can be helpful too. At church, we have a pastoral worker that I’ve been speaking to throughout the whole process of Mum’s illness and then her passing. It’s great to know that when I have more difficult feelings there’s someone that I can talk things through with. 

The more we face our emotions, the clearer and easier they become. The sooner we understand the root of our feelings, the sooner we are able to come out from our gloom pit and reconnect with the light. 

Writing it down 

In my darkest days, I struggled to remember simple things from the stressful times in the run up to and following Mum’s death. It was frustrating to look back on that period and realise that time was jumbled and memories were hazy. 

Something that has really helped me with this is starting this blog. To look back on the time period and puzzle the pieces together, understand emotions around things, and recognise where God was working through it all, has been amazingly helpful. 

Writing a blog is a little OTT, I know. But it actually started with journalling. On the days where thoughts were swimming around my head, I wrote them down. The thought of “keeping a diary” felt a little cringey, so I used a journalling app on my phone that’s Face ID protected. 

Getting thoughts down stopped them from swimming around my head, and helped me to begin to work through them. 

Being patient with yourself 

Being patient with yourself is such an important part to all of this. There have been, and still are, some days where I wonder if I’ll ever see the other side of this. In all honesty, it’s unlikely I will. There is always going to be something that I wish I could say to Mum, or an event that I wish she could be at. But slowly the bad days are getting further and further apart. 

It’s helpful to ask others to be patient with you too. At the age of 27, there aren’t that many people that will know what it’s like losing a Mum. Sometimes it’s helpful to just remind people of the difficult feelings you’re experiencing.

Shem has been amazingly patient with me, and such a support during this time of grief. But there have been times where I’ve still needed to remind him, or even just simply asked, “How would you feel in this circumstance after recently losing a loved one?” 

Lovingly reminding those around you to be patient with you is just as important as reminding yourself to be patient too. 

Having faith 

Being a Christian has really got me through all of this too. I won’t lie though, sometimes I’ve been asking God some very big questions. Other times I have been crying out “Ok, that’s it. Haven’t I had enough happen? Can I please stop feeling like this now?” 

But that’s the point, I’ve had a direction for my prayers. I can recognise that life can be really rubbish, and feel like it’s falling on top of you but through it all, God is with me and comforts me. I know He understands the feelings I feel because when Jesus was on this earth, He experienced the same feelings of loss and suffering. 

Even though my prayers were often calls of despair, He still heard them and each day He gave me the strength I needed to get through. He helped me to see the blessings that were in my life, and has provided me with people that comfort, love and support me. 

Faith also means trusting in the process and recognising that you are being shaped in the midst of trials, and that you are being shaped to help and comfort other people too – which continues to guide me today. 

Marking a year in a positive way 

As mentioned above, 30th July marked a year since Mum passed away. This was an interesting time, and such a milestone, as with grief as a whole, hits people differently. For me, it wasn’t as bad as the sixth month mark. I think because I knew it was coming, I was mentally very aware of it, but I didn’t have the same physical responses as the end of January. 

When Mum died, she spent her final week at The North Devon Hospice. Whilst she was there she received amazing care and they enabled her to die in the way that she wanted to – and all for free!

Whilst she was at the hospice, I made a little promise to myself that each year I would raise money for such a wonderful charity as a positive way to remember Mum’s passing. 

So, that’s what I did – I arranged a charity quiz night and invited family, friends and all of the community – 120 people turned up and we raised £1,379! 

Planning the event and remembering the anniversary of Mum’s death in such a way gave me a positive focus and made the day really special. It offered an opportunity to gather close friends and family together, whilst doing something proactive and meaningful too. 

Doing something so big may not be how you want to remember the anniversary of your loved one dying, but I really recommend doing something positive to mark the day. It helps to bring closure and turns the day into something special. 

Grief is a journey without a clear map, but with time, patience, and support, it’s possible to find moments of light even in the darkest times. I hope that by sharing my story, others will find some comfort in knowing they’re not alone.

The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” (Psalm 34:18)

Responding to a Cancer Diagnosis: The beginning of Mum’s battle with cancer


Here I am writing again, look at me go! I guess the tips from my last post have been somewhat effective. Something else that helped me schedule in time to write was starting to think about what I would write, which I found rather difficult at first. I have a lot to write about, but how to communicate it in an orderly fashion, that’s the challenge. 

Well, as I mentioned before, my last year or so has been particularly eventful so I thought I’d start at the beginning of that – my mum’s cancer diagnosis. Some tough stuff to talk about but I think it’ll be good to reflect on it, and I pray that my experience can be helpful to others too. So here we go…

10th May 2022

Mum had a lump. It turns out she had had a lump for quite a while but due to the busy-ness of life, and the chaos of the ‘Covid years’, she didn’t go to get it checked. In the months of March – April 2022, Mum was changing career from co-ordinating expeditions up Kilimanjaro to training to be a taxi driver – quite the dramatic change. This seems irrelevant, I know, but this shift of career was more life changing than you can imagine. To become a taxi driver, there are all sorts of tests you need to do – including medical. During her full body examination, Mum’s lump was found. 

A small reflection on this: God really does work in mysterious ways. What a random change of career – expedition co-ordinator to taxi driver. But if it wasn’t for the providence of this timing, who knows when Mum’s diagnosis would have come about.

So anyway, at this point all we knew was Mum had a lump on her left breast and it needed to be checked. On 10th May 2022, Mum had a confirmed breast cancer diagnosis that was “at least” at Stage 3 but we were waiting for further test results. These results later confirmed that Mum was HER2+, meaning that the cancer would grow more quickly. A month later, it was discovered that the cancer was at Stage 4 because it had spread to her lymph nodes on the right side. 

Responding to a diagnosis 

A diagnosis effects many people in many ways. As soon as there was any mention of cancer, I sought advice from online resources and found Macmillan’s “Supporting Someone” page particularly helpful – it really talks through the emotions of the person receiving a diagnosis, which is useful to understand if you want to support them well. Personally, I feel that I responded in the following ways: 

  1. Being there – My mum lived in North Devon and I live in Bath – sometimes being there didn’t mean physically. Even before a confirmed diagnosis, I phone and messaged Mum regularly. I wanted her to feel supported and seen. I travelled down on the day of her diagnosis, and then rather regularly as her journey transpired. It was important to me that Mum knew she wasn’t going through this alone.

  2. Research – There’s a lot of terminology that comes alongside a diagnosis. This can be confusing. There is also a lot of information on the internet – plenty of which can be rather unhelpful, and cause more anxiety and fear than is needed. I did research terminology to gain a basic understanding, but I tried to not go down any rabbit holes of what symptoms and longer term prognosis looks like. I felt that the most important research I could do was practical stuff. How can I support Mum emotionally? What’s helpful and unhelpful to say? What are the likely emotions I will feel during this time, and how could I process these?

  3. Faith and prayer – In moments of such uncertainty the only way I know how to respond is by praying – and when I say praying, I don’t mean praying that this bad thing will go away. I mean praying that God will give the strength to get through such a storm. Recognising through prayer that I know God sees past these current events, and He will carry me through to the other side. Praying that Mum will remember who God is and that He’ll be with her when everything feels dark and scary. To pray such things, had wondrous results. I had to keep reminding myself that death, pain and suffering is not the way that God wanted this world to be, and it pains Him as much as it pained me. This scary situation was an opportunity to draw closer to God, who wants to comfort and love me through such situations – what a hope to hold on to.

  4. And finally, choosing love – This is going to be a recurring theme as I discuss Mum’s cancer journey because during this whole experience, I think I’ve learnt the many forms that choosing love can take. I also learnt that the best way to know how to love Mum and the people around me, was by remembering who Jesus is and how He chose to love me. To love well, you must take a real look at your own heart, where your intentions lie, and who you are doing things for. Sometimes choosing to love someone means saying the hardest truths, sometimes it means not saying anything. But overall, I knew that the best way I could love Mum during this devastating time, was by pointing her to Christ and the love that He has for her. 

As I said above, a diagnosis affects many people in many ways. It’s tough news to receive and nobody responds perfectly. I’ve not written this to tell anyone what they should or shouldn’t do. I just want to reflect, process and share my story of how I responded during a pretty tough time. 

I shared the below verses with Mum on the day of her diagnosis, and how true they remained throughout her cancer journey: 

“For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans 8:38-39

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A picture of the author in graduation attire with her mother that has passed away, stood in from of Bath Abbey.