Just over 20 years ago, my life and that of my family was forever changed when my first child was born with a severe heart defect.
Meg underwent a number of surgical procedures but sadly, she lost her fight at 16 months old.
Despite the overwhelming sadness that enveloped my world when she left, her being, beauty and courage left an imprint on my being that can never be erased. The weeks following her passing I came across these beautiful words written by another grieving mother.
When tragedy strikes your life you can choose to be one of two things: bitter or better. I choose better.
I allowed those words to nurse my grief and to this day, I still repeat them often for they ring true. When life delivers a harsh blow, we cannot be bitter for it achieves little. Rather, whilst I will never fully recover from Meg’s loss, I do however choose to be better from having had her in my life – if only for a short time.
A few weeks ago I was browsing through the album I created for her and decided to reproduce those images and display them here as a tribute to her.