What do you want for your birthday? I don't blame anyone for asking me. It is my birthday after all. I wouldn't expect people to let it go by unnoticed. But I just can't relate to the word want anymore. I don't understand how I could want anything ever again.
Six Weeks : Looking Back & Forward
This road is going to be long, with many bumps in the way, and I do not know where this journey is going to take us to next.
A Different Kind of Grief
Other people's success is just a reminder that someone else is getting the life that you want. That you are striving for. Longing for. Crying yourself to sleep for.
Remembrance
What made me smile is that when we go, over the years, we will get to see life thrive in the growth of the forest. Life that should be thriving in our home.
Belief
In my poem to him at his graveside, I asked him to rise above like the Phoenix that you are and look after us.
When Grief is a Brick to the Stomach
Sometimes it's like you're still just waiting, waiting for the baby to come.
Why Thank You Just Isn’t Enough
Since the day we found out that Leo had died, I have not been able to find the words to adequately describe the level of care we received from the teams at our local hospital.
Leo Phoenix, Born 17.01.16
Your story may be short Leo, but it's your story, and we will continue to write it for you. We are so very proud of you and your mummies will always love you, Leo Phoenix.
The Legacy of Leo 