The presents are unwrapped, pennies are counted and the cards are on the mantelpiece...
Now everyone has left for school and work and I'm preparing to say Happy Birthday by taking flowers that were never wanted and balloons that will never be touched.
This is the part I dread, the part I wish with all my heart I could change...
We were so happy and excited this time 8 years ago I mean twins is pretty special, not quite so rare nowadays but still they are a miracle.
I don't want to visit my son's grave on his birthday I want to hold him and spoil him with presents. It's the part I hate and it brings me no comfort to know he's there. It's a beautiful churchyard surrounded by fields and quiet and occasionally a few cows but it's a place no baby should be especially my baby.
Thank You all for your kind words and wishes if you have the time today then please light a candle for the boy who can't blow out his own
Happy 8th Birthday Alexander We love and miss you so very very much
Love Mummy, Daddy, Tom, Jack, Harrison and Joseph
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