And we are still sitting here, this time on a rainy cold winter night. The mind starts to become slightly clearer and begins to make a-little bit of sense of the situation.
With the smell of a delicious lamb roast cooking in the oven, the feel of warm heat radiating through the house and the comfort and safety of my blanket on the couch.
It was in that moment that i realised that these simple things are rare and often taken for granted, these simple moments that are so hard for many to come by.
Mean while my children are settled, there is peace and quiet slowly creeping through the air. I stop and think, this cant last forever, can it?
Time has told me that this could end at any time.
It was then, that i was called upon to transport my son number 2 to work (so up and off i go again), heading out into the cold wet night. Taken away from the safety of the couch and my home, i grab my keys and head to the car (something that has been done so many times before and year after year), was this time going to be any different?
Travelling in the car, not a word whispered, many words thought. The pain still radiating and lingering on our lips, trying to keep strong and not let the tears escape, that this trip becomes slightly different than all the other times, wondering how much life we have left? but we continue on.
WHATEVER IT TAKES MY CHILD! Have you lost a child? Or someone close to you? Are you struggling with life in general? Do you need somewhere to express yourself? 