It's been just three short months since I lost our baby boy. He died just before he was supposed to start his life with us at 40 weeks. Some days I feel I will survive this grief but others I don't know how to look forward. I saw a friend today in the street. When he saw me he darted off in a different direction. I think I only noticed it was him because his movement was so sudden that it caught my eye. I don't know if he knew I saw him. I feel both isolated and scared of meeting people I know at the same time. I just miss my baby. I want him to be alive and well and not dead in an urn. Any support and helpful thoughts appreciated. Xxxxa
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