It will be 4 years in August since I lost my darling son. I can't believe it really. The whole thing just blows my mind and I still can't take it in. If I tried to write it all down it would make no sense at all. I finished my counselling. Nothing has changed just as I knew it wouldn't. The counselor asked me if I had got anything out of it. I said that it was nice to talk to someone about Dominic, cry and know I wasn't going to be judged or make anyone uncomfortable. Other than that... No. So that's that! 😔 One of the things that I am going to have to start thinking about at some point is moving. Emily will be finishing university in a few months and won't be moving back home. This is a council house so we will have a spare bedroom..... Dominic's. I suppose it could be called a dining room as we don't have one. On paper though my house is a four bedroomed property and with only Ben and Vanessa at home really we qualify for a 3. I expect we would ...