Another Saturday

Saturday

The day she died

Saturday will always be the day she died

Saturday is the day that always comes too soon

I no longer look forward to the weekend

I am thinking of making a new weekend

Just for us

So we do not have to face another Saturday

But Saturday is Saturday

And they are coming thick and fast

11 Saturdays ago she died

Such a long time ago

Yet no time at all

So many Saturdays

Keeping busy

Never daring to stop

And think

And feel

And cry

Not until we are just adults

Until our beautiful children are sleeping

And safe in the land of their dreams

Then we can admit to one another

How horrific each Saturday is

How Saturday is

Ever ruined

For all time

For us

But in the sunshine hours

Through the time of daylight

We have our terrible twosome

Our troublesome tots

Our cheeky little monkeys

Our adorable toddler twins

And for them we make Saturday a good day

A busy day

We pack it full of food and fun

And celebration

And bubbles

For our tiny Baby Tiger in the sky

Saturday rests raw in my heart

But I will not let it pass without making my toddlers smile

And I know

That each week of 11 weeks

And each week ever after

Matilda will be smiling too

From her bouncy cloud

Or rainbow slide

She will be smiling too

We love you Baby Tilda

We miss you and remember you

In everything we do

In everything we learn and see

We do it for ourselves

But we do it all for you

You are our inspiration

To make the most of our days

Even the days that are Saturdays

What else is there to do?

Through our living

We honour you

We love you Tilda Mae

In everything we do

Every smile

They are all for you x

Ashes Etiquette

Yesterday I took Esther and William to Jumping Beans, one of their two favourite preschool classes. They were amazingly well behaved and really got into the drama and imaginary play. I realised that they are starting to behave like they … Continue reading