This personal and deeply moving guest post was kindly written for our blog by The Tangerine Owl Project. It recounts a grieving mother’s determination to plan a beautiful memorial for her baby daughter who lived for just 27 days. As I recall the days in the NICU and the loss of Delilah, I often wonder howContinueContinue reading “Guest post: Saying goodbye had to be perfect (for you)”
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You were so very special…
Another poem we chose for Abi’s church service, read by another uncle. You were so very, very special And were so from the start We held you in our arms But mainly in our hearts. And like a single drop of rain That on still waters fall, Your life did ripples make And touched theContinueContinue reading “You were so very special…”
To a Butterfly (1801)
A poem we chose to be read at Abi’s church funeral service, read beautifully by one of Abi’s uncles. It was one we’d read to her in the past and reminded us of her. I’ve watched you now a full half-hour; Self-poised upon that yellow flower And, little Butterfly! indeed I know not if youContinueContinue reading “To a Butterfly (1801)”
And then our world fell apart
It is exactly a year ago today that Abi came downstairs looking pale and complained she felt really ill. Exactly a year since our world was turned upside down and inside out. I never really imagined what this day would be like, despite people telling me ‘all the anniversaries will be hard’. Anniversaries? Anniversaries areContinueContinue reading “And then our world fell apart”
When tomorrow starts without me…
We chose the complete version of this well-known poem to be the only reading at Abi’s brief cremation service. Finding a reading which meant something and was not overly sentimental was very difficult. Nothing seemed to be fitting for Abi’s ‘final word’… nothing could be. But this poem spoke to us, it was both aContinueContinue reading “When tomorrow starts without me…”
The fragility of life – when death comes knocking
In my blog, My grief observed, I wrote about death bringing the fragility of life to the forefront. When you hear of someone dying it makes you consider, even briefly, your own mortality. When it happens directly to someone you love, it often forces you to focus on your own life/health much more intensely, thatContinueContinue reading “The fragility of life – when death comes knocking”
Chasing Dragonflies 