Two years ago today, we lost my lovely Dad. I have been thinking of him today, while planting some flowers in the garden (which he could definitely have given good advice on), and with some sadness at the landmarks he won’t now get to share with me. I have been reflecting a lot lately on the love and warmth he brought to my life, and how I probably wouldn’t be the person I am today and certainly not the psychologist I am without the compassion he taught me. Even though the numbers are dropping, there are still more families every day losing someone and it is just hard. There is no magic solution to feel better, just getting through each day, trying to let the sadness be, and knowing when to turn your mind and attention to something else to give yourself a break. Most importantly, be kind to yourself and others, there is no one right way to do grieving. There are some nice ideas about self-compassion for grief on this site.