Grief feels like the loneliest thing in the world, until it doesn’t. In this episode, I share how the kindness of friends, spread across Berlin, London, Sydney, and home in Queensland, has lightened the weight of spending my days in palliative care with my mamma, Queenie. A table laid under twinkle lights, a mountain painted in the Dolomites, a ukulele practiced , a power puppy walk, wine at night, coffee at dawn, each gesture threads grief into something communal. Alongside the rock-steady presence of my brother and husband, I realise grief isn’t just mine. It’s a shared archive, passed between us in stories, songs, and the strange, steady wisdom of love.

Although I cannot call you back right now, these are my best words to share and say thank you <3.

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