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I have loved music since I can remember. Growing up in a house where people came to learn the piano, where classical music was often played on the record player and everyday church music was practiced for the Sunday morning service.

One thing that puzzled me after losing Mum was why I didn't fall apart? I had expected to be an absolute mess when the grief hit and yet I wasn't. Sure, I cried and felt sad but the utter devastation I was expecting never happened. So why was this so?

Why are we so afraid of this word? If we hear someone say it, it makes our skin crawl as if saying it will make it happen. Even I have...