Hi all,
God you lot are my life line at times! Another grumpy evening, it should have been a pleasant one, my neighbours, the childrens godparents celebrated the silver wedding a/v today. The trio were at Beavers from 6-7.30pm, and we had been invited round for a glass of champagne at 6pm. All was well until the trio came back, high as kites and Harry goes off in a huff! Do you think it could be the male menopause because its driving me nuts! Hello Frumpygrumpy, I don`t feel that my three never knew Matthew, I have always spoken about him to them, and they are forever asking me if "Matthew went here, did Matthew like those" etc. Its just so very very hard trying to live this new life but forever feeling that half of me is in the old one still, thinking about it, wanting it, missing it so dreadfully. And no matter how many times I have tried to put my feelings down on here it never comes over as being how very very raw and awful it is. I miss him so much, yesterday Fathers Day, no Matthew, it all just stabs at my heart until there are times I feel I could truly die from a broken heart. I have tried so very hard since that morning, June 2nd 1994, to get on with my life, to not let let Matthews sudden unexplainable death ruin my life. I have battled, I have Rebecca, Thomas and James who are so beautiful and special, but......it never ever takes away the pain, the sad sad memories that suddenly fill my head when I am cooking, ironing, anytime. I know I will never get over it, never, I shall live this new life as well as I can, but I know in my heart that I shall never feel fully happy again, its like having your heart shattered into thousands of tiny pieces, gradually they all start to fit back together again, but they never do fit as they were, and the heart feels heavy like a weight, always edged with sadness, and I get so very tired of it, the endlessness of it all. Because I can never ever have what I want, I want my beautiful Matthew, my first born son. Oh Matthew, how I miss youxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx