Healing With Faiyth

Te Mātahi o Te Tau ✨

One of our favourite times of the year, and one of my kids favourite memories with their daddy.

Yesterday we attended a hautapu at TWOM. It was beautiful watching my kids experience something different to what our usual Matariki looks like while we still hold close the traditions we’ve created as a whānau and will continue to carry on each year.

Today marks nine months.

In nine months I’ve learnt how to do life without you and I’m still learning.

I’ve learnt how to make decisions on my own.
How to navigate grief while raising four children, three for the most part.
How to sit in an empty house.
How to survive days I didn’t think I’d survive.

I’ve cried, I’ve laughed, I’ve broken.
But one thing I haven’t done yet is heal.

I'm starting to think that, that’s because healing isn’t something you finish.

Today, like many days before it I’m heading to the urupā. 🤍

When everyone left this night, our home carried the heaviest silence I’d ever known but then your baby sat beside her daddy, singing her grief out loud.
For me this moment has stuck with me since 💔😭

Still together, just not the way we planned 🤍