To cut a long story short, 5 years ago in April my Aunty passed away after a long battle with Breast Cancer. She was 47 & left behind 3 beautiful young men. At the time of her passing Lachlan had just turned 3.
Since that time he has struggled with her death, asking many questions at the time and in the months & years since. At times some of the questions have not been easy to answer but we have done so with the best of our ability. We often talk about her and how much we miss her.
Over the past few weeks Lachlan has been talking about her more and more. He even asked if he could take a rose from our garden to put at her grave. I was not sure what do, as he is not quite 8 years old and I was worried it was to much for him. Towards the end of last week I decided he was still asking, it was time he & I go and visit my auntys grave.
It was a beautiful morning on Sunday, the sky was so blue & the sun was shining, so we set off on our 1/2 hr drive. Not much was said between the two of us, both lost in our thoughts.
We arrived at the cemetry & I found her grave with not too much problem, the memories of the day almost 5 years ago, came flooding back. I remember throwing a beautiful long stemmed red rose, down onto her coffin.
With me holding Lachlan's hand, we walked over to see the grave and we sat and talked and talked a little more. Loch asked me questions, which I answered thru tears, we both cried, but it was what we needed to help heal our hearts just a little more. Oh I miss my beautiful aunty, but am thankful for the gift she sent in our beautiful twins. Just near the end of our time there, Lachlan wrote her a little note, which we left for her.
It was such a worthwhile visit, which will hopefully help in the process of Lachlan's grief. On the way home he said I really miss her, I'm so glad you took me mum, cause I was starting to not remember what she looked like. Boy did that bring tears to my eyes.
So my promise to my boy is that we will visit her grave as much as you want & that I will print a picture of her taken not long before she passed. She will always be spoken about & remembered with much love.
I tell you being a parent is hard at times, but I am lucky I still get to parent, and be here to see my beautiful children grow up. Its moments like Sunday that make me cherish my days just that little bit more. I should also add I have also found some peace about her passing, thanks to this visit, its only taken almost 5 years.