Hi all.
Have just returned to work, which has been so tiring but necessary financially. I think I needed to go back to get some routine back in my life and some sense of purpose again.
We all went to a memory day at the local hospice on Sunday 13th, was a very special time and I was able to open up and cry with all the others who have lost their children. It sounds depressing but it really isn't, but its a service I thought I would never go to as I truly believed Will would live forever!!
I have read today about a little girl a BCH who was transplanted has died, it brings all the memories back and my heart and thoughts go out to her parents, again she was such a little fighter.
I sometimes think what did I do wrong? why Will, why me? its so unfair, all I did was love him he was so wanted and special. I do think if there is a GOD why does he punish us and our beautiful kids when there are so many horrible, bad people in this world who get away with shit!!

Josh my youngest started high school last week, the same as Will, he looked so proud in his uniform but we had so many sad memories, it was difficult to be happy for him, but I am so proud of him to, after all he's lost a brother too.