7 weeks. Really? Only 7? I can hardly believe there was ever a part of our life that didn’t have Freddie as part of it. I was going to say in it, but that isn’t true. He’s not been in it for so much more time than he was. Already. That isn’t true either of […]
Words
Every picture tells a story? A picture paints a thousand words? Words don’t mean anything? The problem with reality, even in the finger tips of a five year old spelling out the names of her family members, is it doesn’t always equal actual fact. And which is fact, 6… or 7?
The sun always rises.
There is some form of normality around, although too much of it is over laid by things which just aren’t normal and right now, if i’m honest, don’t feel like they ever will be. Reading this post on glow this week pretty much summed it up. The ripples really are everywhere. (Breaks to watch Dr […]
Boxes & Beginnings
Today has been a difficult day. Every day is difficult at the moment, mostly because of Freddie and then other stuff which is lying on top of that, or underneath, but which isn’t mine to blog about. I think it is fair to say that life feels a bit surreal at the moment. There is […]
Friends and Family
I’m struggling to remember the days properly. I seem to be regaining use of my faculties rather slowly, if i’m honest. When we came home from the hospital, i had literally lost the ability to control my body temperature, through shock or tiredness or 11 days in SCBU and shivered all night unless i was […]
Balancing it up.
Life goes on. Seems to be the only thing i can think of to say about it really. And it really does go on; other lives, other events and you quickly realise that you and yours are just a tiny part of a much bigger picture. Even in hospital with Freddie we watched a Brian […]
A Life More Ordinary
We’re bumbling along. I think one of the most shocking things about all this suddenly being ‘a family with a dead child’ stuff is that an awful lot of life is going on just as normal. Partly i suppose that is because we are trying to make it so and partly perhaps because Freddie wasn’t […]
23 April 2010
Life is not a Rehearsal. Well. I don’t know. I’m beginning to think it possibly is. But not so much for the next life, perhaps more for whatever is coming along next in this one. I was definitely a child who ‘over-felt’ things; i have a clear memory of weeping disconsolately, aged 7, on the […]
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