Tag archive: Never forgotten

Another goodbye

Today, we said goodbye to a wonderful lady. Grandma Paula. A truly inspiring woman. She immediately struck you as a warm, gentle, but also very strong person. She was intelligent and had an open mind, truly a woman of the world. Someone that dedicated her entire life and heart to her family. In the years…

Another angelversary goes by

Another angelversary goes by

Today is that day again. The 7th of the month. The day that marks three months since Sahar joined and left this Earth on the same day. Whenever a new month starts my heart breaks a little, knowing that the 7th will soon arrive. I don’t like these days. They only mark how long she’s…

It’s a special day today…

It’s a special day today…

Hello sweet baby girl! Today is a very special day, and I wanted to tell you all about it. Your aunt Kat is getting maried today, to the love of her life Alex. We travelled all the way to Romania to witness their love and attend their wedding. When your aunt was all busy planning…

Recognising her presence

Recognising her presence

It’s midday. Lunch-time. Everyone walks out of the office, to spend their break outside: sitting in the sun-shine, enjoying the good weather. I stay at my desk. Looking into the void. Lost in my own little world. Unconscious of what happens around me. I think of Sahar. I remember her beauty, her extraordinary little self….

Sahar’s space at home (Part 2)

Sahar’s space at home (Part 2)

It’s been a while since I posted part I, and not because I haven’t been working on this (quite the contrary), but because I prefer to take a bit more time and be completely happy with the results, than just putting something together for the sake of doing so. A while ago I came back…

Fading memories

Fading memories

I see my girl every single day in my mind. I can still see my big belly, I can still feel how it felt to rub it, thinking of my little girl growing inside. I have that vivid image in my brain of the moment my water broke and all those emotions of knowing she’d…

Reminders from my subconscious self

Reminders from my subconscious self

May 7th 2013. I met my wonderful precious little baby girl… And then she died. As we buried our daughter, I buried myself in a dark coffin of tears, grief, emptiness, heartache and excruciating pain. Frank and I left to France for two weeks after her funeral, to try and find some peace in the…

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