My daughter died.
She was having morning tea, choked on some food and despite
the efforts of ambulance staff and then the doctors at the hospital, she could not
be revived.
She was at day-care. I had just started her there in
preparation for my return to work after three months as stay-at-home
dad, to her and her brother.
It is at once too personal to share and too monumental not
to talk about. I find myself broken in unimaginable ways as Emergency Contact
and I go through every parent’s nightmare.
I’m dwelling on whether to post her eulogy, or not. It
identifies us in a lot of ways and that’s not good for a number of reasons. But, I
also want my boy to be able to come back to his daggy dad’s blog at some time
in the future and not hit a blank spot where his sister should be.
While I think about it, do me a personal favour.
Be good to each other and back-up all the photos you have of
anyone precious to you.
And I am broken hearted for you, for all who loved her xx
ReplyDeleteStill thinking of you and yours, mate.
ReplyDeleteYou won't remember me, but eight or nine years ago we used to be coworkers and friends. I don't know what drove me to look up your blog today but I'm devastated to have read this. I've made my own ambulance trip with a child from day care to emergency and know what those heartstopping moments of uncertainty are like. My deepest sympathies for Emergency Contact, The Boy, and yourself.
ReplyDeleteI would like to know who you are. N
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