The First Anniversary

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I haven't added to the blog since my darling boys birthday. After his birthday came all the first year painful anniversaries... The last time we went into hospital on 27th August, a year since he passed on 28th August, organising his funeral, certificate of death and the numerous details that have to be done in a pit of despair after he passed away, the two plus weeks at the beginning of September that he was in the funeral home and then finally his funeral on 16th September.


Is life any easier now? Any less painful? Is it Hell!

A year is such a huge deal. First Birthday, first wedding anniversary, first year together and so on.
A year may seem a long time but it's a tiny fraction of a lifetime. It seems forever since I've seen Dominic as I was used to seeing him every day but it seems like yesterday that he left me. It seems like yesterday that the events of that day unfolded and my life was shattered into tiny pieces. I can remember so vividly sitting in the funeral home holding his hand and reading him stories. I can remember the hearse turning up outside my house with his casket in. I can remember going into hospital that last day in detail.. the other patients, doctors, how busy it was, what time it was.
A year ago could have been yesterday. The pain and grief from a year ago is as sharp as if it had happened yesterday.
I know, for a fact, from other people who have lost their children that I will feel this way for a lifetime... every year.... every day.
Don't ever expect me to feel 'better'!
I've lost my darling Dominic forever....my pain will last forever. 💔


Whipsnade Zoo 23.8.2017

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