Hello all, it's a long time since I've been on here and I want to say a very sad welcome to those who have joined us. snorris I am so very sorry for the loss of your precious Seren, your star. I know it becomes a cliche, but it is such early days for you. If you feel like you are in a dark pit and struggling to get out, please be reassured that every bereaved parent will know how you feel.
I found this apt Victor Frankl quote: "an abnormal reaction to an abnormal situation is normal behaviour".
My son Sean had severe disabilities but was generally healthy and his death at 16 was totally unexpected. As I told my counsellor, he was my life's work. I was always the woman with the disabled child and now I am the woman whose child died. I guess I am used to being on the edge of society but I am not used to this pain. Quite a few of the SN mums I know - luckily not all - seem embarrassed to see me, which is so ironic. In all the challenges we faced raising Sean, I sought practical solutions, joined committees, helped run groups etc. Now I find myself in a situation where there is no practical solution, no goals to work for. I spend a lot of time debating the nature of existence in my head..and finding no answers.
I'm facing Sean's first anniversary on the 9th July. Since almost collapsing a few months ago and going on AD's (thank you Citalopram), I feel quite numb. I feel relieved not to be in agony, but worried at how cut off I feel. I ran my fingers through his ashes last week, to try and connect, but I felt nothing. Why? I am always bracing myself for the next tsunami of grief. The infamous second year scares me more than his anniversary.
The one thing I like is that I feel Sean is next to me, by my right shoulder, slightly out of sight. He is there all the time. I know he's not, but I am comforted by this feeling,
Much love to all of you xxx