The Good Grief is a safe space I am building for people who are living with grief, and those who love someone living with grief and wonder what they can do to support them.

I’ll let you in on a little secret, unless you can bring back the person that has passed, no one can make it better, so don’t put that pressure on yourself, or others.

Also, we all grieve differently. From what I can work out, there is no right way. There are certainly some ways that make it much worse, but I don’t know if there is a right way.

When my 37 year old sister died in April 2013, I came quite undone. I saw a psychologist who told me something that I still think about. She told me to find a place in my heart for the pain to sit, that I was never going to feel better about my sister dying, because it was too awful. In that moment she gave me permission for my very big feelings.

What can you expect to find here

I am writing this to you on 1 May 2026. We are about as far away from next April as we could be. No matter how hard I try, April sits in the pit of my stomach, and the centre of my chest, the lump in my throat and the tears in my eyes threatening to spill over when I least expect it.

I have written a couple of pieces on grief over the years that I’ve received such beautiful feedback from, encouraging me to write more, so here I am, taking my baby steps into the world with some words that I hope bring you comfort.

If nothing else, I want you to know you are not alone.

xx Clare