17/04/2026
For the first time in nearly five years, I found myself crying in front of a client.
They were sharing their grief journey—how someone they loved, even in the face of death, was able to take control of the situation and do things on their own terms. It was powerful. It was moving. It was deeply human.
In that moment, the emotion in the room felt bigger than both of us.
I’m reminded again just how much courage it takes to sit with grief, to process it, and to make sense of such profound loss. Witnessing that is something I will never take for granted.
I feel incredibly grateful to do the work I do.
I love being a counsellor. 🤍