Amazing daughters

This time of March is very hard. Hard like only heartbreak can be, like only few can know. For those who never can this is a blessing, for us it is agony.

I share this personal heartbreak with someone who is no longer in my life how I imagined he always would be. It seems to have compounded this years grief.

Yesterday was silent tears all day with frequent bursts of heartwrenching sobbing. My beautiful grown up girls sent the most stunning bouquet of pink flowers today. They lost a brother when 'we' lost our son.