#mourning-ceremony

#mourning-ceremony

Darragh lived life with energy, determination and heart. A passionate hurler and a dedicated gym-goer, he thrived on challenge. He pushed himself physically, embraced competition and inspired those around him with his drive and quiet strength.

Losing her was like 'the heart being ripped out of the chest' of our entire family. Our mam played so many different roles in our lives. She was a wife, mother, sister, daughter, mother-in-law and grandmother. She was pretty cool at all of them.

"I need to honour them in the best way and in every way that I can. Everybody is here supporting Rioghnach-Ann too and she knows her brothers are living on in a really good way in their memory."

At this stage, we believe the incident occurred within a domestic context, but we are appealing for anybody with information to come forward. The death of a baby was always an extremely tragic occurrence.

We feel robbed. Nicola was handling her epilepsy, taking her medication which was reviewed periodically but she nor us knew anything about sudden unexpected death. Because of this they had become 'too complacent' about the illness and the family would have been more wary if they had been made aware of the risk of SUDEP.

When Dympna Little lost her beloved mother Lily Little to ovarian cancer in December 2024, it was her online community - she posts comedy videos as @dimplestilskin on Instagram and TikTok - who provided unexpected support and understanding of the experience of grief.

I was actually shocked. Mori said it felt like a total violation of my parents. The niche is sacred. On Nov. 17, 2025, the same day the Mori family reported the missing items from Highland Memory Gardens in North York, Halton police held a news conference detailing a string of thefts at eight cemeteries across the Toronto, Halton and Niagara region.

Dr. Bessel van der Kolk writes in 'The Body Keeps the Score' that trauma doesn't just live in our minds - it reshapes how our bodies respond to emotion. Sometimes, when we experience significant loss, our nervous system essentially decides that feeling is too dangerous and shuts down the whole operation.

I really like cremation songs. As the belt started, it just went 'the long and winding road,' and it made me laugh. It feels so inappropriate because of how abrupt it was. And then I just started thinking about inappropriate cremation songs.

I did not really plan to speak today. "I was not convinced I'd be able to. And I'm still not quite sure I can get through this, so please bear with me." Valentino, you were the person I spoke to, not the person I spoke about. You were beside me when words were not needed. Life was not always perfect, but it was real. One day at a time, for more than 40 years, all strung together, became extraordinary because we were living them together. This is what I'll miss about you most. I know how many people loved you, and I'm grateful for that, but what we shared was ours alone, and I will hold that carefully for the rest of my life. I don't say goodbye today, I say thank you. For choosing me, for walking with me, and for leaving me changed forever. Thank you.

Today I saw images of students leaving their school with their hands raised in the air, hours after cowering in fear and terror in barricaded classrooms. Nine dead and twenty-seven wounded in the tiny Rocky Mountain town of Tumbler Ridge. The mayor, Darryl Krakowka, said, "I have lived here for 18 years. I probably know every one of the victims." And this in Canada, which often seems to us Americans like a bastion of sanity and normalcy in comparison with our madness.

'They're dead.' In disbelief, my response was unfiltered. 'What?' Followed by the F word. A wave of emotion rushed through me. My chest tightened. My body went cold. I could not immediately find the words to offer condolences, not because I did not feel them deeply, but because inside, my many parts were experiencing a collective shock. When you live with dissociative identity disorder (DID), news like this does not land in one place. It ricochets across all parts within.

On Monday evening, Grace's mother Siobhán held a sign with a picture of her daughter with the words "justice for Grace" written on it as she led the walk from Valley Park estate to Plunkett Green. "Justice for Grace, justice for my daughter," Ms Lynch said as she walked the route. "Justice for Grace, get the scramblers off the streets."

When we think of rituals, we tend to think of face masks and wellness trends. But there are actually ways to use rituals to help heal grief and deal with stressful times. On this episode, Lucy Lopez, Elizabeth Newcamp, and Zak Rosen are joined by ritual expert Betty Ray to talk about creative ways to help children process grief and big emotions, how to use ritual to create safety and expression, and much more.

One of the hardest things we all have to do in life is to try and turn the page to the next chapter, knowing that someone who meant so much to you won't be in it. This does not mean they won't be there to guide you, as there are things death can never touch, such as the bond, connection and love we had for each other.