Club for loving souls
Eighteen months ago, Sarah and I lost baby George and became lifetime members of a special group of individuals, a club if you like, who have one thing in common and that is that we all lost a beautiful and wonderful child. We never wanted to join and like the ‘Hotel California’, “You can check-out any time you like, but you can never leave!”. When you have chance to talk to other members, you soon realise that you are rubbing shoulders with some of the kindest and warmest people you could ever wish to meet. All with stories of their lost tomorrows, all has rebuilt their new norm, and each one would choose to take the blue pill, therefore living a “ignorance Illusion”, if only we could have our children back in our arms. Our group is full of sadness and regret, at the same time it is also full of hope and loving memories as each parent would move mountains in honour of all our children who left our side too soon. This group force governments to change laws, enlighten others where before they were ignorant and spearhead a crusades of tireless activism. All this done in hopes that our actions could spare, even one parent from the heartache and pain of becoming a member. Many proud members of our club devote so much, keeping the memory of our little angels alive by turning tragedy into positive actions, loss into legacy. We all in someway are “Doing It For own someone special” and I believe that with each event I run, I spread a little awareness as I’m “Doing it for GEORGE” as George would have taken his first steps I will run in his name. I hope that writing my feelings down, in some small way will help others battle the darkness and show that they are not alone. Love is the most powerful force on earth, and the love between a bereaved parent and their child is a lifeforce to behold.
