Dr Kelly Fleming

If there was anything in the world I could do less of, it’s grieving.

Over the past 11 years, I’ve lost 2 service dogs, my grandma, my Mum and my Dad.

In addition to those losses, I have lost 3 of my closest friends (all three were friends of mine for 25 to 35 years) and over 9 other friends.

I have shed so many tears the past 11 years, I’m surprised that I still have any tears left.

The grief has at times left me numb, dissociated, physically ill and definitely emotionally distraught.

I hate going into the bedroom and seeing no one else there. I hate waking up in the morning, knowing the house will be empty once my PSWs leave each of their shifts.

I turn to God for His comfort as He taught us – Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.

God sustains me every single day and gives me the strength I need to face each day.

I know grief is a part of life but I’ve had too much over the past 11 years.

My memories are there but sometimes I just wish I could have one more minute, one more hug, one final chance to say goodbye – for now. I will see them again some time far in the future.