Ann’s story
On 8 October 2013 my world changed forever. That was the day my daughter Claire
died.
I remember thinking that the world should stop spinning, it looked so different, the light had changed. I remember very little of those initial days, days passed in a blur. I never knew it was possible to cry as I did, my grief so profound, I saw no purpose or future. I felt as if a madness had fallen on me and I didn’t know who or what to turn to.
In desperation I telephoned the hospice where she had died and spoke to one of the counsellors there. I explained how I felt and he said I was “lonely and should join some clubs!” However, he did give me the telephone number of TCF. Days passed before I plucked up the courage to phone.
The first person I spoke to listened as I sobbed and told my story, she too was a bereaved parent as all the volunteers are. She didn’t mind that I cried, talking endlessly about Claire. I was told about a website and a forum where other bereaved parents came to talk, share their pain, share their children. I began to see that sadly I wasn’t alone. There was always someone to listen, respond and identify with. I found such comfort being with others who truly understood what I was going through. Without them, I honestly don’t know where I would be today. Their love, care, understanding and support were a balm to my broken heart.
So the counsellor was right I did need to join a club, one that no-one wanted to be a member of but one I am eternally grateful I found.
Support our work
Each year thousands of parents suffer the loss of a son or a daughter. Please help TCF to support families in their time of greatest need.
Tell us what you think
Whatever your contact with TCF we encourage you to give us feedback so that we can continue to improve our support.