Everything seemed to be ok when i first woke up, felt alive in my heart then realised i was still missing out on the one person that wanted to be cuddled upto and thats baby oliver. I sat here feeling very sorry formyself and then looked out of the window. There is a big tree and its leaves were blowing in the wind, it was then that i thought that ok Olivers not here and everyday the pain really hurts but i can see him in everything that i look at.
I watched the tree gain its new set of leaves this year. it looked so sad without them like a skeleton but day by day the leaves formed and this is how i think my heart will start to mend...day by day
I want to be as strong as that tree, go from nothing to soemthing beautiful :)