23/12/2025
As a health professional, I think I sit in a very privileged space.
I’m invited into people’s lives not just through their physical injuries and problems, but through their stories.
Moments of joy and laughter.
Vulnerability and fear.
Family dynamics, frustrations, hopes, and the quiet things that don’t always get said out loud.
We share far more than exercises and treatment plans - we share life.
Every client brings something uniquely theirs.
A shared understanding.
Something that makes that relationship individual.
We’re not meant to have favourites… but at the weekend, one of my favourite clients died.
With her, there was always a learning point. We taught each other something new every time we met - a perspective, a story, a moment of insight. My life is richer for the people I work with, and especially for people like her. She was the kind of person who made the world a better place simply by being in it. Truly unique. Truly special.
I feel incredibly grateful to have walked alongside her - through the ups, the downs, the laughter, the harder days, and the resilience she showed time and time again.
It was an absolute privilege to know her, to support her, and to be trusted with her story for a small part of her journey.
What we’re not really taught through our training is how to hold loss like this.
How to process grief when it isn’t a family member or a close friend - yet it is still felt deeply.
It can feel uncomfortable to acknowledge that sadness, but this is the reality of working closely with people.
The way I work is relational.
It involves getting to know someone, often their families too, building trust, forming a therapeutic relationship - and when that person is gone, that connection is felt.
This work goes far beyond what happens in a session.
It’s connection.
It’s humanity.
And today, it’s gratitude - mixed with sadness - for a life that truly mattered. ❤️
