Day Nine

8:04 am

Day 9 - a photo you took since your loss.

Last October, with our grief still raw we booked a cheap and cheerful caravan holiday in Cornwall, and took along India's best friend. She's a lovely girl. I met her Mum when she and India were babies, we became friends and so did our girls. They even used to hold hands in their buggies, and force us to take up the whole pavement walking alongside each other!

I was glad to have J along on the holiday, she kept India company, and she made up the numbers. Of course Florence was still missing, but each seat in the car was full, and when buying entrance tickets to Tintagel Castle, we could say out loud "Two adults and five children please"

I remember how much I was aching for Florence on the day this photo was taken, but at the same time being able to count the children up to five gave me some comfort.

Don't be shy, say hello!


  1. I feel like that is one of the things I do so much want- to count to five. Three living children and one lost does equal four. But now I want so much to count to five...

  2. I understand that. I LONG to say four children (and be able to physically verify it).

  3. What a cool shot. I love all this kids lined up like that. xo

