When i lost my mum,i was sent the following,to help me through the grief.....
'Its like a rock,lodged inside you,whose weight crushes you at times,but soon the rock becomes a stone,which soon becomes a pebble,which you carry in your breast pocket and which,when you feel the need,you can take out and touch to remember. XX
colettebruce1
16th June 2012
Your nephews love you and say you are sleeping in your room. They will never forget you.
sarah
2nd February 2012
I know you weren't there to hold your niece, but i believe you were there that day and was the first to see her.
sarah
2nd February 2012