Last week was Rhianna’s birthday. And as per usual it was a hard week. We spent a lot of the week trying to decide what to do for her birthday because for the first time since her first birthday Mr
Father’s Day is an odd one when you have lost a child. You have to make it a good day for your remaining children, but not forget the ones missing. It contradicts itself. It pulls you in two different directions.
Last Sunday was Rhianna Lily’s second birthday Her second anniversary I always struggle what to call it, it’s an odd day. It’s her birthday and her anniversary and neither seems right to say so I don’t really say anything. Last
So it’s official, I have been living in denial all year. When September arrived the denial got worse, if I didn’t think about it, it would never happen. But unfortunately Mummy’s and Daddy’s can make a lot of things happen,
I love taking photos, I am a scrapbooker after all, and over the years we have thousand of pictures of Baba and the dogs, and everything else that we have done in the past. These last few days I have