Tag archive: Healing

Another angelversary goes by

Another angelversary goes by

Today is that day again. The 7th of the month. The day that marks three months since Sahar joined and left this Earth on the same day. Whenever a new month starts my heart breaks a little, knowing that the 7th will soon arrive. I don’t like these days. They only mark how long she’s…

Allowing healing

Allowing healing

I remember the first time I smiled after we lost Sahar. I didn’t even get to finish that smile when my heart filled with this unbearable weight and my mind was blaming me for having the audacity to smile, just when I had lost my baby, my firstborn. How could a smile have escaped me? How could that happen?…

Grateful for a moment of silence

Grateful for a moment of silence

Katrin and Alex’ wedding was beautiful. The most special day. The most magical event. Filled with bliss. Filled with joy. Filled with emotions. But especially with LOVE. Katrin and Alex arranged for a special time and space to remember the loved ones that were gone too soon and could not join us on this special…

Recognising her presence

Recognising her presence

It’s midday. Lunch-time. Everyone walks out of the office, to spend their break outside: sitting in the sun-shine, enjoying the good weather. I stay at my desk. Looking into the void. Lost in my own little world. Unconscious of what happens around me. I think of Sahar. I remember her beauty, her extraordinary little self….

Sahar’s space at home (Part 2)

Sahar’s space at home (Part 2)

It’s been a while since I posted part I, and not because I haven’t been working on this (quite the contrary), but because I prefer to take a bit more time and be completely happy with the results, than just putting something together for the sake of doing so. A while ago I came back…

Summer

Summer

Summer. The most beautiful and fun time of the year. The sun, spreading its light and warmth all over my skin. The bees, buzzing over every flower that blooms, filling their tiny pockets to make that sweet thing called honey. The pollen, travelling through the wind, landing on my hair every now and then. Butterflies,…

Healing through creativity

Healing through creativity

Those amongst you who’ve known me personally before I started this blog, already know I was into photographing a while before loss. I’ve always loved taking pictures, and looking for angles to make a picture that little bit more special. When Frank and I decided to have kids, I went and bought myself a DSLR…

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