So the conversation came up again today…
‘my wife was classed as old she was 31 when she had her first child….
I thought hard before saying a word…
‘ I was 21, they all looked at me like I had done something wrong’
I was young far too young to become a grieving mum. At 21 the only thing I saw was the happily ever after, but the reality was very different.
19 years ago I lost my boy, I’m a survivor and I do see the happily ever after with my children, but always with a little cloud and void in my heart ππ