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‘I Remember’ is a collective biography of grief and loss in the 21st century. It is a collaboration, a narrative landscape, an evolving archive, a scrolling poem.

What are you losing?
How are you grieving?
What do you remember?
Who have you lost?

This site is collecting memories and imaginaries for us all.

Please add yours.

I would be immensely grateful for contributions on death and grief in the time of Covid-19, especially by patients, their loved ones, medical professionals and key workers.

If you would like to take part in our one to one workshops please email zoe@iremember.co

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The I Remember site is part of Grief – A Work in Progress, a series of audience participatory interventions that explore, record and archive the anatomy of loss in the 21st century.

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I remember

taking everything...

William S

I remember

taking everything for granted. Dancing, kissing, hugging, touching, laughing with you.

William S

the stars...

Hylton Murray-Philipson

I remember

the stars in the sky when I asked you to marry me. How the heavens leapt for joy. And I remember my fingers sliding over your coffin. That last lingering touch. My heart sinking to the bottom of an ocean of tears.

Hylton Murray-Philipson

I remember...

Nelly Ben Hayoun

I remember

I remember rehearsing my school lessons with my grandmother in her kitchen.

Nelly Ben Hayoun

being me.

Jan S.

I remember

being me.

Jan S.

finding you...

Carolina T.

I remember

finding you unresponsive. Laying on the floor next to you when the doctors said there was nothing more they could do.

Carolina T.

singing at...

Carolina T.

I remember

singing at your funeral the same song we sung at a friend's wedding. We should have been singing it at ours.

Carolina T.

the noise...

Jan S.

I remember

the noise I made when the doctors told me there was nothing they could do. We woke up as a normal happy family that day and we went to bed broken.

Jan S.

the first...

Jan S.

I remember

the first flat we lived in together and how happy we were. The things we did before we had children: watching Newcastle play, arty farty films, Chekhov plays. We thought we were pretty cool.

Jan S.