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It is 15 months from Niamh died and the shock of finding her and realising she had suicidal thoughts has thawed due to meeting other families bereaved through suicide and being part of implementing the strategy. But the thaw means the pain of not having her around, not being able to talk to her physically, not being able to hear her laugh, joke, sing, dance, watch her play football or continually brush her hair (She was particular about how her hair would look) is unbearable. I miss her so much and every morning I wake up hoping to see her and pray that this was a dream.
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