I always worry that my loss has had a devastating effect on my kids… And always worry I’m not good enough.
But there are little moments that make you realise you are good enough and your kids know you have suffered a loss and understand who you are.
A simple thing that may have gone unnoticed…..
Today my son (14) came downstairs and gave me a morning hug as always…. Said that I felt cold to his touch… Turned on his heel an fetched me a blanket….
Now that there… A moment….. Don’t ignore them… As these are the moments that tell you, you’ve done good💙💔