Mother of Angels Conference

We got back yesterday from a weekend away with a group of women and their families from the forum I'm a part of. These women have been an amazing support to me and I'm sure I'd be in much worse place right now if I hadn't found them. I'll write more tomorrow (the trip on top of the general exhaustion of grief has wiped me out) but it was wonderful to sit in a room and talk to people who understand. To be able to show them photos of our baby and know they won't find it strange. To see women 2 or more years out from their loss honour their babies and be reassured that while my life will eventually start to look more normal again, Matilda will always be a part of my life. To hear someone say that one day down the track, I'll answer the dreaded 'How are you?' with 'Good, thanks' and mean it. Hope is really all I'm asking for at the moment, I can live with the tears, the sadness, the seeming emptiness of my life, if I have hope for the future. And these wonderful amazing women have given me that.

On the other hand, I cried for most of the day today. It still amazes me how quickly and how far my emotions can swing as I travel this journey.

I'll try and put some pictures up tomorrow of our candles and balloons.