Quite unexpectedly today has turned out to be a difficult day for me. Last night I received an e-mail from people that live in the UK that were friends of my grandfather. When I was about 16 my grandfather decided to take me up Table Mountain. He was always taking me on adventurous outings…to
Bury my husband or my child. Technically Jamie wasn’t buried. The geneticist asked permission to use her for research as she had never seen a case like hers and they took her body for examination. I thought if I could help someone, somewhere by allowing them to, it would be worth it. We had a
So it’s been almost 2 years since our baby girl was born and died. In the interim we have had a new baby to smother with love. At first when we lost Jamie I was devastated. Completely and utterly broken. This is normal. I know this and I allowed myself to feel any feelings I
I didn’t gain any weight. Thank goodness. I need to get my mind right again and start working towards good results. I told Rudi this morning, even if we don’t start eating right immediately we should at least start exercising again. I am sad today. Today it has been six months since James died. Sjoe.