I spent most of the car trip home from the shops tonight trying to cry silently... Couldn't stop them falling but didn't want DSD to see/hear them.....
I don't understand why it's hitting me this afternoon/tonight....
But I think, while I need the box....
The box signifies ..... An end? ....
.... I'm not sure I'm ready for it, so it will sit in the corner for a while until I can bring myself to deal with it....
i know how grief works.... I know that this is normal.... But I just feel so terrible... And this surprises me, cause I was doing okay. I really was. And now I'm feeling stuck in this moment and I'm scared it's never going to end.


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. I suppose when our little one isn't inside anymore, it really hits us then. That's the really hard part, well, it was for me anyway. It does get easier, but all the feelings have to be processed as they come up. Take care lovely and take time to heal
xx


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