There’s always one isn’t there?
One person who just loves to get under your skin and irritate you!
And this one person happens to think I have my priorities wrong.
All because I have not done the plaque on Samuel’s grave.
It’s not as if he is unmarked.
There is a gorgeous white cross with his name on it.
It’s taken me quite sometime to get accustomed to the idea that Samuel will not be coming home…
Ever.
Yet you say I have my priorities wrong!
How dare you!
You haven’t been the one taking each day like I have.
Going to doctor’s appointments with the other children to make sure that they are ok.
You haven’t been the one taking them to Melbourne for heart testing.
You haven’t been the one helping them get through the days and weeks and now months
since they lost their big brother.
I’ve been sick to and had surgery.
Not a day goes by where I do not think about Samuel.
I regret the fact that Samuel has been buried.
Even though at the time when a decision had to be made, it was agreed that Samuel wouldn’t be
cremated, I now wish that is what was done.
I wish that I was able to have him at home with me, his Mum, where he belongs.
It has taken so long to get that idea through my hard head, that where Samuel is, is where he will stay.
Forever.
No one will have him home.
No one.
So get off my case, and trust me that when I say the plaque for Samuel’s resting place will be
done this year, that it will happen.
It’s so not fair of you to say what you said.
