We’ve made some plans for the weekend now, I’m really hoping the weather will improve and cheer up again after being so nice for the last few days.
I’m hoping it will be happy, and dignified, and I won’t cry too much and the kids will get it and feel some sense of completion from it. They’ll have friends here, who I think will understand and so will we and that will keep me occupied until I can’t think of anything else any more.
Yesterday it was a year since his due date, this time a year ago I was having those early labour pains a couple of days early that we perhaps his last okay time.
We’re going to let balloon away at 12.30 on Saturday and light lanterns and sparklers and candle in the evening.
If you feel so inclined, perhaps you’d say his name on Saturday, or write it somewhere, or tell someone about him, or light a candle. I like to think of him being remembered and said aloud.
I’d be very grateful, if you wanted to.