Tuesday 28th July
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I carried you for almost eight months
My heart beating with yours
Developing, forming, nurturing
Creating a love that endures
.
Then when you were ready
Launching yourself upon the world
For thirty wonderful years
Watching as your life story unfurled
.
11,011 days
Or 30 years, 1 month, 23 days
You might be gone
But you remain with me always
.
My darling Angel son
xxxxx
Sculpture by Dame Barbara Hepworth at the entrance to the cemetery
Frank and I meeting the Simpsons, August 2010, Orlando
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 
Another beautiful post!
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Thank you so much.
Hope you are keeping well and staying safe.
Melanie x
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You are most welcome 🙂
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Your posts always cut right into the heart of grief, and you always say something in plain, simple words that expose something so deep and difficult for many to express at all.
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So very kind of you to say.
Thank you so much.
Much appreciated.
Melanie x
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You’re welcome 🙏
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So much love…
💕💕💕
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Thank you.
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Those numbers, and the feelings they imply, really bring it home.
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Thank you.
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Never long enough. Hugs!
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Thank you so much.
Take good care.
x
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Beautiful flowers and what a beautiful post
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Thank you very much indeed.
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Your poems convey a mother’s love in such a pure and raw manner. Beautiful photos too!
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Thank you so much.
Most kind of you to say.
x
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I can feel the love you have for your son. I have 2 sons myself, plus 2 daughters. They are my gems as well. I can identify with you, even tho I didn’t bear them like you did for 9 months.
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Thank you very much indeed for your kind words.
Appreciate it.
Melanie x
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