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After losing her daughter Scarlett moments before birth, Lynn Farrales describes how grief shifted from an abstract idea to a full-body, life-altering experience. The loss shattered her identity and reshaped how she holds joy, sorrow, relationships, and healing. Through rituals, symbols like snowdrops, and rejecting forced positivity, she honours grief as an essential part of being wholly human.

My sweet Sylas 🤍, 2026 is here, and I’m not ready. I’m not ready to leave you in 2025. You came into 2024 and we welcomed 2025 together. We took this picture right at midnight. You stayed with us into mid January, long enough to wrap our hearts in your love. And now the thought of stepping into a year that doesn’t have you in it feels unbearable. It feels wrong. It feels scary. It feels empty. I don’t want to let go of you. I don’t think I ever will. I love seeing your name

To my child on his birthday. It's been 5 years since you were born. Not a day goes by that I don't think about you. Today, a blue jay...