It's my DD3's 1st birthday today.
Then almost to the hour that she was born she walked halfway across the room, 4 times!
But....
Yesterday afternoon my and DP's good friend took his life. Got the call first thing this morning.
He jumped in front of a train.
We're all devestated.
He only got married in April this year.
Just found out he was going to be a daddy.
The boys all saw him at his best mates stag on Saturday.
We were all going to the wedding / weekend away this Saturday.
He suffered from depression.
Now he's dead.
His poor family. His poor widow. Poor everyone involved.
Can't believe it's happened.
Surreal.
Drained.