Life After Loss - Three Years On

[BesideYouInTime]

I attended my fiances funeral on the day of my 22nd birthday. I thought that my life was over almost before it had truly begun.

I am 25 now and the past few years have been hard. Time can never heal us fully but I think we adjust to incorporate our loss into our lives. I like to think nowadays that I embrace the shadow of my past instead of trying to fight it.

I have a long term partner. In the early stages of dating him last year I discovered by chance that he also lost his fiance at 22. It obviously helps to have someone who understands what we have been through but our grief is very different.

And I am also a mother now. My little boy, Gabriel, is my saving angel.

Three years ago as I stood by the coffin of the man I should have married I would never have believed that I would be here now as I am - which is happy mostly.

There is hope after tradgedy.
The people who love me, love all of me and my past is very much a part of the person I am.

And just because time has passed and our situation is changes does not mean that the people we lose mean any less to us.

We both have pictures of our lovers by our beds. I think it helps us cherish what we have now even more.