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Hi there....

Hi there....
Sean

Welcome to Where Some Light Shines In

I never imagined I would be here, writing a blog about life after the death of my child.

My son Sean died in 2016. 10 days before Christmas. He was just 18.

Those words still feel impossible to say. They don't soften with time, and they don’t become any easier to live with. But they are true. And they are part of me now, every single day.

This space—Where Some Light Shines In—was born out of deep heartbreak, disbelief, isolation, and love. A love that is still so vast and ever-present, it aches. It’s also a space for honesty, because grief is messy and complicated and lifelong. It doesn't follow a script.

I’m also a mother to another son, J, and two daughters, J and C. Trying to mother while grieving—trying to hold joy and sadness in the same breath—has been one of the hardest and most sacred parts of this journey.

This blog is for the parents who have lost a child and find themselves asking, How do I keep going?
It's for the days that are too heavy to carry, and the rare ones that feel a little lighter.
It’s for the moments when love shows up quietly, even in the darkness.

It’s also for the friends, family members, and loved ones who want to understand what this kind of grief feels like—who want to support someone they care about but aren’t sure how. If you’re here for that reason, thank you. Your presence matters more than you know.

Here, I’ll share:

  • The raw and painful truths of grief
  • Reflections on life after loss, marriage, parenting, and identity
  • Memories of Sean—who he was, what he meant, and how I carry him forward
  • The small glimmers of light that still find their way in

If you are here because you’ve lost a child, I want to say this from the deepest part of my heart:
You are not alone. Your grief is valid. Your story matters. And your child still matters—always.

I don’t have answers, but I will offer honesty, love, and a hand to hold—through words, through shared pain, through hope that feels shaky at times, but still exists.

This is for Sean. And this is for you.

With love,
Libby xo

Elizabeth Walsh

Elizabeth Walsh

I’m Elizabeth, mum to Sean, who died at 18. I write to honor him, to share grief, love and hope, to connect with other grieving parents walking this difficult path, so they know they are not alone.
Australia