I’ve always felt quite disconnected from world events. Not in a heartless way, I just observe, absorb and try not to let it sit in my soul.
Then I had a MiniMonkey
2 very different and very tragic events
Both are in my soul
I cannot begin to understand how the parents of the 49 feel
I cannot begin to understand how the parents of that so youngboy feel
I cannot begin to understand how a dad tells his 2 very young children that their mummy won’t be coming home.
People face tragedy everyday. We accept, we grieve, we process, we continue with our lives.
I know i can never shelter him from things happening around us, but for now I sneak in late at night, watch him sleep and hold him that little bit tighter to me
To those that have left us too soon