I was 17 years young when I got the call in October 2004 "your brother was in a serious car accident, we don't know if he will survive".
I didn't know then that my life would never be the same again. I lost the ground under my feet, I was at home for a decade in victimhood, grief and NO (to loss). I only identified myself as the one who lost her big brother. I was trapped in that identity. I no longer had any joy in life and no idea how to go on.
After I have dealt with myself and the loss and have gone the way of acceptance and letting go, it is now an absolute matter of the heart to me to support other people with this topic. If you find yourself here, then I will accompany you empathically and lovingly on your path, so that you too can transform your loss into more joy of life and ease.
I look forward to seeing you!
