1999: Same old routine this morning although I did grace mum with a small cuddle on the settee. Mummy picked me up at four from Edons and off we went to Agal’s party in Chelmsford. We had lots of yummy food and she had some wicked presents and lots of friends. I soaked everyone with a water pistol, opened one of Agal’s presents when no one was looking and blew out the candle on the cake. Well, it is my birthday, they just don’t realise. Mum didn’t seem very supportive of my theory. Agal didn’t seem to mind though – she was having a good time too. Mummy and I got home at eight and off to bed. It took me half an hour to fall asleep as I was busy planning my next birthday party.
2019: Ah. What fun we used to have with Abby. They moved to Ireland when I was 4 and we moved to Lincolnshire. Sadly we didn’t see Abby again as she died in 2005. Mum and Mark are off to see Karen and Mark and her siblings Kate and Finley in the next few weeks but money stops play for me. The last time I saw them was about 6 years ago when we went to the Abby Harding Memorial Foundation Ball in Tandragee and I also met up with John and Jacob from those 1999 years. For more information on theis wonderful foundation, supporting families of children with an acquired brain injury, you can find the Abby Harding memorial Foundation on face book
If you have suffered the loss of a child you can get support at https://www.lullabytrust.org.uk
Helpful books for children struggling with loss are:
Badgers Parting Gift (Mum and I read this when we lost Bomper)
Muddles, Puddles and Sunshine
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