4 days until christmas, im so blessed to have 4 children because if I didnt have my children I wouldnt see anyone.
Every christmas without fail id see my dad, well id see him every single day all year round so christmas just isnt the same anymore.
I wish I could feel some what excited but theres just nothing in me anymore..
Christmas isnt the same when someone you love so dearly is in heaven.
I still wear my smile around my kids and make out everything is ok but inside im crying.
Everyone still goes on with their life, its like my dads death only impacted me, how is everyone going about their buisness and im still riddled with grief??
Anyway, merry christmas x
June 14th My Son Is Coming Home.
The coroner has rang today and the funeral home. My son will be getting collected from Liverpool, Monday morning. Which means I can hopefully see him Tuesday. Its Friday today. It will be over 2 weeks since I last saw my child. As a mother, my body is yearning to see my son. I just need to hold him and kiss him on his head. I feel sickness to the pit of my stomach, I'm dreading seeing my baby in a coffin, I'm dreading the funeral. This shouldn't be happening. His funeral will be July 1st at 12.15. I just feel numb. Im convinced its not my son and he'll just arrive home at some point.. I feel hollow with a sick feeling in my stomach. A few of my friends delivered me a beautiful canvas of my son this morning. What beautiful, thoughtful people I have in my life. I don't really know how I feel or what to say, I don't understand how I'm still alive. I'm lost...
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