30/01/2026
I often say to my families, I don’t meet you at your best, I meet you in your mess. Poetic justice, you’re meeting me in my mess today.
It’s been an exceptionally busy start to the year —
17 farewells in just three weeks.
That’s 17 families trusting me to walk beside them through some of their hardest days. I hold a lot of gratitude for that trust, and a lot of care for every story shared.
I also want to acknowledge the people I work alongside — funeral directors, directors assistants florists, — good humans doing this role with grace, empathy, and heart. Sometimes we hold each other up.
And to the people in my life who thrive on order and neat desks… my apologies.
Sometimes chaos is just how I roll.
Messy desk, car and bun. Heart is full. And if you spotted that glass of wine… the mess surely can’t be that bad. 😉
Lx