I’m due my first child (I’m quite mature) a year and two days to the day my dad passed. It’s also a week before his birthday.Something amazing to come out of this was after losing his dad my partner realised that he wanted a child and a family of his own, he was always adamant that children weren’t on the agenda for him despite being an amazing step dad to my young son. After many months of trying, I am now pregnant and our baby is due the day after his dads birthday in May 2021. I truly believe this baby is a gift from heaven and will be watched over by it’s grandad. I’m a huge believe in things like that.
I’d have conceived a few days before my Mum’s Bday. They weren’t together but the best of friends. I like to think it was a gift to us both.
The words to Death is nothing at all Help me. It’s what I believe I suppose.
If there’s one thing I could say to people is to remember your person lived rather than that they died. Try to remember the birthdays they were there for, how you celebrated and your happiness rather, not that they won’t be there for then next and so on. When I think of all the things my dad will miss it’s overwhelming, uncontrollable, consuming grief. I have to force myself fo think instead of the things he was around for with happiness and it helps me to breath again.