Hi Matt,Here I am back home once more. We enjoyed our week in Mullion with your brother and his family, going to various places and the old familiar ones. And we talked about you, and how you are so missed......forever...... a hole, a gaping hole, in our family which you used to occupy.
And somehow, that underground grief which flows ever on welled up at the beginning of the holiday, when we heard the awful news of the sudden death of someone else we knew very well.
|Mullion Cove. Cornwall. June 2012|
I would say that it is not really the best way to learn devastating news.
For me it meant it had a double effect. The shock making me feel helpless and sick, and then the thought of all that the newly bereaved family, in the loss of their husband and dad at a relatively early age, were going to have to face. It affected my son, and so his wife. Seeing the immediate effects.
It reverberated round my emotions for days, not being able to sleep very well, and constantly having flashbacks to the night we had our own phone call in the early hours of the morning. It made the last 6 years melt away until it was as if I was living through it all over again.
|St Ives beach.|
|The path to Lizard Point|
We already chose a house in which to stay next year! All of us once more. By that time your nephew will be almost two years old and walking.
So we left your rock once more and walked back along the cliffs to the sound of the waves and the sight of the shifting, ever changing sea.
In my heart Matt.............love you. Mumxx
|Mesembryanthemums growing wild on the cliffs at Lizard Point.|