I lost my dad suddenly. No goodbye, no closure. And then, in the middle of the deepest grief of my life, I had to make every decision about his funeral alone.

I said yes to things I wouldn't have chosen. I wrote a tribute I'd change entirely now. And when it was all over, I couldn't stop thinking about how much he would have loved to hear everything that was said about him that day.

He was more loved than he ever knew. And he never got to hear it.

A few months later, I watched my husband's grandfather choose to go on his own terms – his favourite song playing, his family gathered around him. It was heartbreaking and beautiful all at once.

And I kept thinking: what if we'd created something for him earlier, while he was still well enough to really be there for it?

That's why Living Wake Co exists. To give people the chance to hear their own story, told by the people who lived it with them, while they're still here to feel it.