Fifth Birthday

We had a good day. There is always a conscious group effort to be happy in his birthday, not sad. 

What would be the point, after all?

 

We went back to Anglesey Anney this year. The weather had threatened to be really awful, so we didn’t make big plans and then Josie came down with a rotten temperature too.  

Sometimes it feels like he smiles on us for his birthday. The weather came good. 

 

Bene was in his element in a place full of sticks and running about. 

It’s a fire hose. Obviously.  

 

I loved the meadow of flowers. 

 

There were daffodils everywhere. 

   

Smiling sisters. 

 

 Laughing a brothers who don’t know to pose for a photo.  

 

Sibling love. (Just about).

Reposing photos from last year. 

 

I won’t lie, in the evening there were tears. Bene asked me what the candles wre for snd I told him. We gave each of the 8 a name from the family. 

“Where Freddie gone?”

“He died. He isn’t hear anymore.”

“Freddie come back soon?”

“No. He can’t come back. He’s gone forever. But today is his birthday.”

“This his cake. He blow it out later.”   

And he did. 

I’ve been trying to retrace my steps this year. Remember what happened when. 

On the first day, there was only this.