For years a neighbour called me “Siddhu ki Mummy”, until one day she stopped. A grieving mother on why hearing her son’s name brings her joy, and why silence is not always kindness.”
Learning to live, love and find meaning while carrying loss
For years a neighbour called me “Siddhu ki Mummy”, until one day she stopped. A grieving mother on why hearing her son’s name brings her joy, and why silence is not always kindness.”