It's hard when your heart feels so full but at the same time it's broken and there is a piece that's missing that you know won't be fixed.
My daughter painted this picture for me and have it to me this morning saying "mum, I painted a picture of Ava for you because I know you miss her" and later on she gave me a pancake she had decorated and she had drawn a star with icing telling me that I had to imagine that Ava was invisible sitting on the star.
She then came and gave me a plate of strawberries and said she had made Ava's face with them.
In the first few weeks after Ava died she didn't talk about Ava much which was fine, but I find she is talking more and more about her now which is music to my ears but I hate that she also has to process that she has a sister that isn't here. It's so bittersweet!
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