It’s been 8 hours since we attended the baby memorial service in our local area.
As Destiny died in January 2017, this was our first baby memorial service and it was so beautiful. I would have rather not had a reason to attend but I felt so proud to be one of many parents who’s tears fell and who’s hearts was breaking into tiny pieces throughout the service. We all had something in common and it felt comforting. I no longer felt alone in my grief.
During the service, we sung comforting hymns and lit candles for all the babies who’s names were not read out. WE WILL REMEMBER THEM.
We didn’t stay for refreshments. It was too much for me as I felt like I was reliving her funeral all over again.
The pain from the anxiety started to build in my chest and I knew it was time to go.
I turned to my husband for reassurance that this awful pain will someday ease and we’ll just be left with the wonderful memories of the few days that we spent with our angel after her birth in the Willow suite.
Destiny’s big brother slept all the way through the service and her big sister sung the hymns and carefully lit a candle for her baby sister.
We smiled in unison as Destiny’s name was read out. DESTINY JAYDE CLARKE
She will ALWAYS be…