Sharing my story - that's the common theme in everything I've been doing recently, not just to simply share my own story but in doing so hopefully encourage others to share theirs or even be a voice for those who cannot share theirs. I want to share our story because talking about Daisy and Andy keeps them alive, it helps people to know them as people, not the pieces of an awful tragedy.
I find it therapeutic but it is also emotionally draining, I watch the faces of the people in the audience and I see their reactions as I speak. Some people inevitably cry. But the more I share the more people open up with their stories and that must be a good thing.
I've been involved in a couple of "Was this in the plan?" versions of Death Cafes over the past few weeks. Amending the traditional "Death Cafe" format to include conversation starters and an opportunity to share my story to demonstrate to the attendees that it's OK to talk about death, it's actually quite liberating. There was a lot of laughter at both events and there will be more, I promise.