Hi Pete, such a lovely photo of your precious son. He has a lovely smile. I love that we are able to share pictures of our children. xxx
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Beautiful young man. Another precious child taken too soon.
Thinking of you Pete and sending love and strength.
Much love
Kate xxx
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Bluebird.
What a lovely photo. Itās heartbreaking isnāt and so very unfair
Liz x
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Hello Pete,
What a lovely smileand a handsome chap. keep posting it helps. All of us on here are walking in everyoneās shoes.
Love Helen
Hi Victoria,
Yes people can be uncaring and so spiteful, there is no need thereās enough crap in the World anyway. I remember you saying about your sister, and at least you have your other brothers, I wonder what they think of her. We cannot feel any worse than we do with what has happened to us. We just have to struggle on.
Take care Victoria.
Love Helen
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Dear Pete
Thatās a wonderful photo-Simon looks such a vibrant soul. Itās such a strange world we inhabit nowā¦looks the same to everyone on the outside yet itās out of kilter without our children being here.
Iām so sad for youā¦for every parent who is here with us 
Sending you love and a warm hugā¦
Purple
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What a lovely caring bunch you are. Thank you for your kindness, Zoe, Sue, Victoria, Kate, Liz, Helen and Purple. My son loved life and all his friends still canāt believe theyāll never see him again, it just doesnāt make any sense. Love you all Pete.
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What a lovely boy you had the honour of being his father. I think we all feel very honoured to have been the parents of our very special children. They should be here with us bit it wasnāt to be. I miss our beautiful Lisa with every breath but Brooke lives on and I see her mother in her in so many ways.
Much love dear Pete,
Kate xx
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Beautiful pictures xxxx
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Yesā¦beautiful photos 
. Itās lovely that we are sharing these photos of our beautiful children. In some strange way it makes me feel closer to Andrew.
So lovelyā¦Pete and Kateā¦thank you for sharing. Sue xxxxx
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I love this photo of Lisa with her darling Brooke. She was such a wonderful mother further shirt time she had with her baby. My heart breaks over and over!xx
Kate xx
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Sorry, I am tired. It should read for the short time she had with her baby.x
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Hello all dear friends, I donāt seem to have posted on here this week, Iāve been on another thread, ā I lost my son 5 weeks agoā that some of you post on too.
Iāve loved seeing your beautiful pics. (When I try to post I donāt get an image, same with some emojis, I just get computer language, donāt know what I do wrong)
Two months today since Katherine passed. Not my best day ever, but good to be among friends. Love 
Ann xx
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Hi Ann,
When I post a photo it just comes up as ācomputer languageā until I click on the reply button then it comes up as an image. I wasnāt sure it would work but followed instructions from VictoriaP and it worked.
Hope everyone gets a decent sleep tonightā¦another morning awaits 
Love and hugs Sue xxxx
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Dear All,
I havenāt been on for a few days and have now caught up on everyoneās posts, its difficult to reply to individual posts as there are quite a few, but wanted to say Sue and Pete so lovely to see photos of your lovely handsome boys so hard to accept when you see them looking so well that they are no longer with us but you must keep posting talking about them and sharing photos with us all who will always love to hear as we are all one big family and totally get that our children are with us every day and will always be part of our lives . Sue so lovely that you all shared a hobby together and that your ex husband still joined in too, I hope you are both able to support each other. Pete I get how you feel when you get back in the van and break down its just so unfair, we feel guilty because we are still here and why arenāt they ? Itās just not fair we just have too keep on trying taking thise baby steps as our children would want us too and remember they are safely tucked away in our heart pocket and will always be with us as nothing can break the bond we have with them 
Love to all from Michelle xxxx
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Dear Kate,
I love this photo of Lisa with Brooke, the love and contentment in Lisaās eyes depicts perfectly the love we all share for our precious children she is with you and her darling Brooke always loving the bond you both have and sharing in the adventures you have together xxx
Victoria beautiful picture of your grandaughter, we find it difficult sometimes revisiting places we went with Matt, there were times when we thought we couldnāt possibly but time seems to help and eventually it can be a comfort to do this xxx
Purple thank you for your kind words, I am having so many signs at the moment I write them all down so I donāt forger them, sometimes i read through them all which gives me comfort xxx
Michelle xxxx
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Hi Michelle,
I just read your lovely posts and hearing you talk about doing things you didnāt think youād ever be able to does give me some hope and comfort.
Yesterday was one of my worst ever days since losing Andrew and today doesnāt promise to be any better.
Of course itās not even 8 weeks yet so I donāt expect miracles.
I wish Iād had some signs that heās ok and still near me. I thought I had some during the first week but now thereās nothing. I donāt even dream about him. The few times I have thought of him in my dreams has been knowing he isnāt here anymore so Iāve woken up sobbing.
I was sitting here thinkingā¦what do I feel like, how can I describe how I feel. I feel like Iām a squashed animal on the roadā¦totally flat, no insides at all, empty, dead and flatā¦
I realise Michelle that it will now be 3 years since you lost your lovely son. How have you coped with everything? Your posts seem so positiveā¦itās lovely to see that in them as I read them.
Yesā¦itās felt good to share photos with others. Iāve found talking to everyone, sharing how we feel and all the little positives that get shared have helped me get through another day.
Love and warm hugsā¦Sue xxxx
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Dear Sue, it will be 3 years in July we lost our precious Lisa. Tbh I have no idea when the transition from total meltdown, shock, anger and disbelief to almost normal actually happened. It was many months I know, probably during year 2 that I could enjoy myself again. Talk about Lisa and laugh at the funny things she said and did. We talked of Lisa to Brooke all the time and now she says ādid mummy do this or thatā or ātell me again about Mummy and Auntie Jemma hiding in the bushesā . It helps me too to tell little Brooke about her Mummy as baby and child as well as what a fantastic Mummy she was and how she didnāt want to leave her but she got too sick and the doctors couldnāt make her better. Brooke takes it all in her stride and we always give her a straight answer when she asks about her Mummy.
Brooke certainly helps us all through but the pain deep inside is always there.
Your grief will take you on a long and winding path, sometimes in sunshine others in darkness but in the end we find a place where we are at peace with our grief. We can manage it better somehow but itās still there.
One day you will feel better. Its very early days for you but grief doesnāt have a time schedule. One step at a time my love.
Much love, Kate xx
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. Thought Iād put up a pic of me n my boy. Hope it turns out.
Reading through alot of posts. Brings me back to when it first happened to me. The shock to your system is like nothing you can describe. You just become a zombie. Void of any rational thinking. I cried for months day and night. I couldnāt have cared less about the people around me. Everyone just became irrelevant. I was so swallowed up with grief. The black hole you are in is endless. When I think back to the things that reduced me to a jibbering incoherent wreck where numerous. My boy had a white bmw. Crashed 5 minutes from my house. I couldnāt use that road for about 2 years. If I saw a white bmw. I would break down in the street. We had a motorhome. That had to go. It held to many memories of our adventures. All his favorite comedy programs. The young ones. Bottom. The office. Still game. I couldnāt watch any of them. All I could hear if they were on was my boy laughing his head off , or quoting one liners.
His favorite food was Richmond sausages. Not any other make on the planet. Just Richmondās. If I saw them while out shopping I start shaking and would leave the supermarket.
Bumping into anyone I knew my first fear was. Shit!!! Can I hold it together if they speak to me. My bottom lip would be trembling.
If anyone said "sorry " to me. Iād stand there thinking, I donāt even know what that means.
In bed in the middle of the night Iād get. Lightning bolt shock that I was just hearing the news again for the first time. I would be frightened and panicked. In the morning when I got up for a split second itās just another day and then the realization hits you for 6. You canāt breathe properly. The guilt. Wow. The guilt was absolutely suffocating. Everytime I stepped out of the house I felt vulnerable. Helpless. Frightened. I thought everyone was staring at me.
If I got invited anywhere. If I plucked up the courage to go. Everyone else would be behaving normal, having a good time. Whereas I felt like the elephant man. In my head I had been invited cause I was the circus freak. The list is endless.
It takes a different length of time for everyone. For me it was probably around the 4 year mark I could actually take stock and realized that none of the above affect me anymore. I can quite happily drive past the accident spot. One of my step sonās has the very same make and model and colour car that my boy died in. It doesnāt bother me in the slightest. I personally think your mind heals itself. You donāt realize itās happening but it gets a tiny tiny little bit easier every week. You donāt notice it. But it does. The first time you do something/ anything that you didnāt think you could do. Thatās your first mountain out of the way. Thats what grief is. Itās a series of mountains you have to navigate. In the beginning you are climbing them in a blizzard, blindfolded and canāt find the top. 2/3 years down the line. You can climb them. You hate them but you can get over them. The more time passes the mountains become less and less. I still have trigger points. But I can do all of the stuff that seemed totally unachievable in the beginning. Like I said in one of my other posts. Itās leaning to live with yourself. Living with the new you. Itās the worst journey I have ever been on and wouldnāt wish it on anyone. But itās doable.
. Jim.
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Beautiful photo Jim. The memories keep us going.xx
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