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The People Who Help Us Heal
It takes a very special kind of person to walk beside a bereaved parent.
The kind of person who holds your hand when words fail. The one who offers a shoulder to cry on when your heart feels too heavy to carry. The one whose arms seem to hug away just a fraction of the pain that no parent should ever have to endure.
After the loss of a baby, people often ask what helps us heal. There is no magic answer. There is no quick fix for a broken heart. But what makes an enormous difference are those special people in our lives who simply stay.
They inspire us when we cannot find our own strength.
They remind us that we are still here, even when part of us feels lost forever.
They encourage us to be the very best version of ourselves in honour of our children and their precious memories.
They are the people who quietly pass you a towel and a fresh pair of pyjamas and say, "Your bubble bath is ready," no matter what time of day or night it is. Not just once, but for weeks, months, and sometimes years afterwards.
Those are the people I am blessed to call family and friends.
Sadly, many bereaved parents have also experienced hurtful comments from others. Phrases such as, "You spend more time with the dead than the living," can cut deeply. People often do not understand that grief does not have an expiry date. Loving our babies, remembering them, speaking their names, and keeping their memory alive is not unhealthy. It is part of being their parent and a vital part to grieving.
There will be days when you feel frustrated, helpless, vulnerable, and exhausted. Days when your confidence disappears and your world feels unrecognisable. During those moments, knowing that someone has your back can mean everything.
For me, that day came when our precious twins, Ruby and Phillip Rimmer, were born sleeping at 13 weeks and 4 days. They were the tiniest babies I had ever truly looked at and held. Never before had I wanted to hold or see one of my little ones that has gone on before me.
My heart shattered that day.
It is a heartbreak that can never be fully repaired. The loss of a child stays with you for the rest of your life. Yet somehow, with love, support, and understanding, that broken heart can begin to heal around the cracks. We both knew as their parents we wanted a funeral and our friends understood, and supported Harry in making all the necessary arrangements. They were born on the Monday, 5th March 2012, at 9.20pm. By Saturday, 10th March 2012 they had been blessed at church and laid to rest in a very special flower arrangement by Harry;s dad, Joe.
Being around "your people" is what matters most.
The people who listen without judgement.
The people who allow you to cry.
The people who speak your baby's name.
The people who understand that your love did not end when your baby's life did.
And please remember this: grief is not weakness.
The People Who Help Us Heal
It takes a very special kind of person to walk beside a bereaved parent.
The kind of person who holds your hand when words fail.
The one who offers a shoulder to cry on when your heart feels too heavy to carry.
The one whose arms seem to hug away just a fraction of the pain that no parent should ever have to endure.
After the loss of a baby, people often ask what helps us heal.
There is no magic answer.
There is no quick fix for a broken heart.
But what makes an enormous difference are those special people in our lives who simply stay.
They inspire us when we cannot find our own strength.
They remind us that we are still here, even when part of us feels lost forever.
They encourage us to be the very best version of ourselves in honour of our children and their precious memories.
They are the people who quietly pass you a towel and a fresh pair of pyjamas and say, "Your bubble bath is ready," no matter what time of day or night it is. Not just once, but for weeks, months, and sometimes years afterwards.
Those are the people I am blessed to call family and friends.
Sadly, many bereaved parents have also experienced hurtful comments from others. Phrases such as, "You spend more time with the dead than the living," can cut deeply. People often do not understand that grief does not have an expiry date. Loving our babies, remembering them, speaking their names, and keeping their memory alive is not unhealthy. It is part of being their parent.
There will be days when you feel frustrated, helpless, vulnerable, and exhausted. Days when your confidence disappears and your world feels unrecognisable. During those moments, knowing that someone has your back can mean everything.
For me, that day came when our precious twins, Ruby and Phillip Rimmer, were born sleeping at 13 weeks and 4 days. They were the tiniest babies I had ever truly looked at and held. Our hearts shattered that day. It is a heartbreak that can never be fully repaired. The loss of a child stays with you for the rest of your life. Yet somehow, with love, support, and understanding, that broken heart can begin to heal around the cracks.
To the people who supported us, loved us, remembered our babies, and helped us find light in our darkest days, thank you. You may never truly know just how much your kindness meant.
In loving memory of our precious twins, Ruby and Phillip Rimmer., Born sleeping on the 5th March 2012. Gone, but never forgotten. Forever loved, Forever missed.
Do you know someone who has made a special impact on your life through their kindness, support, or generosity?
If so, we'd love to hear their story. Simply email us, and tell us why they deserve to be recognised, and we choose 10 people to include them in this year's special Acts of Kindness for Christmas 2026 campaign.
As a thank you, to all winners - we will also send a special Act of Kindness pack to yourself, and the nominated recipient. Please be aware this is only open to UK residents, and postage and packaging costs must be met by the winner and nominee.
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