CHARITY REJECT

This was Molly's Nursery
The lettering, the beautiful triangular set of draws.
The stars the decoration
It brings back so many memories.
The hope, excitement, the expectation

Then the devastation, the loss
Returning home and having to take everything away.
The stupid woman in the local charity shop refusing to take the brand new pram/ pushchair from me, she could not explain the reasons why? 
I told her our daughter just died, she never lay inside it.

Walking back home with it, crying my eyes out.
The feeling that I had somehow let Claire down.
Feeling nothing but emptiness.

​There were two owls transfers on the wall that eventually adorned Molly's tiny coffin.
This is all what nine couples a day go through
I'm surprised how shocking and emotive looking at this photo has been.
It makes the journey we have both undertaken since that time all the more remarkable
I really don't know how we have done it