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Posts Published byNirasha Ramlugan
7 ways to build the strongest bond with siblings?
Pillow fighting in our bedroom with my siblings, Nirvana, Navin and Nishan, when we were children, is a time which always make me smile. Who knew I would be flung…
Is your child stealing your sleep?
As a parent of 2 children who are now young adults, I know far too well the challenges and problems of the sleep thief. Both Ash and Sahana started sleeping…
Eliminate STRESS to be your BEST
If there is one piece of advice I could share, it would be to put your health first above anything else. As I was growing up, every morning- at 6am…
Death: The Final Stage 5 : Harmony
D– Denial E- Enrage A-Acknowledgement & Adjustment T–Torment H-Harmony ‘Time heals’…is what everyone said to me, when I lost my Dad. It didn’t feel that way even after months of missing and aching for…
Death: The Final Edge- Stage 4 : Torment
D– Denial E- Enrage A-Acknowledgement & Adjustment T–Torment H-Harmony Months have passed by and your life seems to be living. You have worked through such deep feelings and although you still dearly miss the…
Death: The Final Edge- Stage 3 Acknowledgement and Adjustment
It has been a while coming back to my blog writing. I’ve been focusing on my book which is in its final editing stages so I’m really happy and excited…
Death: The Final Edge- Stage 2: Enrage
D– Denial E- Enrage A-Acknowledgement & Adjustment T-Torment H-Harmony After experiencing the tragic loss of a loved one, weeks of denial, envelopes our whole being. We launch a brew of extreme anger in our…
Death: The Final Edge- Stage 1: Denial
D– Denial E- Enrage A-Acknowledgement & Adjustment T-Torment H-Harmony Following on from my introduction blog on grief after the loss of someone special, the first stage of healing is actually Denial. Everything…
Death: The Final Edge
It’s been an extremely difficult few years in my family because the dark, forbidden shadow was caste on loved ones, who left us behind. So I have had my fair…