I’ve been MIA for a while now and it is simply down to the fact that I have been struggling. Struggling so much that I was barely functioning these past weeks. The trigger? His first death anniversary. A few weeks ago, it was my son’s one year death anniversary. I started becoming anxious as the
The night before my son passed away, my husband stayed with him in the hospital and I was at home. That night, my husband contacted me to come early the following morning…it had not been a good night. I arrived and sent my husband home to get some rest. My son’s condition had gotten worse,
My husband and I have been together for almost 10 years. We got together when we were relatively young. This meant we had the advantages of growing together, of making important life decisions together, and enjoying many life experiences together at a young age. It also meant, that we faced some challenges such as… learning
Hi there, First of all I must apologise, I haven’t quite got to grips with the blogging world. I am terrible at maintaining routine or discipline when it comes to posting and it isn’t because I don’t have things to say or write about, it’s because I can’t quite figure out how to capture or
It has been exactly 9 months today since I last laid eyes on the beautiful face of my son. And exactly 16 months before that, was the first time. Only 16 months between the first time I took him in my arms, the first time I kissed him, the first time I cried for him and
As you may have read in my ‘About Me’ page, I have suffered a fate that you wouldn’t even wish upon your enemy. I lost my beautiful baby boy when he was 16 months old. He was my everything, he became my purpose of life. Anything and everything I did was for him. I realised