Archive of ‘Hugo’ category

The Smouldering Ache of Loss

The pain of losing Hugo It is a fire that rages still. For me – Angry. Burning, flames dancing, fed by oxygen – But you cannot see it. You can smell it, though, the acrid waft of smoke. The smouldering wood looks innocuous, But it holds the heat of the raging fire – Reach out to […] Read more…

My Broken-Hearted Family

I found this image on Pinterest a while ago. It made me cry, but I couldn’t take my eyes from it. So much conveyed through such a simple image. A mother and a father having to let go of their precious baby. I don’t know if I agree with the symbolism of the picture – […] Read more…

Writing My Grief

  I started writing about my grief for Hugo about a month after he died. While I have been open about my grief in my posts on this blog, I have held back an awful lot, too. For most of last year, I felt very disconnected from my grief. I felt like I couldn’t indulge […] Read more…

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