I lost my son Levi on July 22nd, 1996. He was 48 days old, and was a SIDS baby. I had no-one around me who had been through anything similar and needed desperately to talk to someone else who had lost a child and survived, because I needed to know I could too. Sometimes I felt like I couldn't go on. But you know, time passes, and you do begin to pick up the pieces of your life again.
I began making an album for Levi because it was all I had. The only physical thing I own to remind me that he was here, that he was real.
No baby books or family photos for us - I have only two photos of him alive. (My camera picked a really bad time to malfunction!)
So his album contains mostly stuff about his death. I resent that sometimes; it isn't fair. But then I remind myself that I am so fortunate to have those two photos. So many mums don't even have that.
Most of the time, I am OK. Every now and then, I have a bad day (or two) and of course, the anniversaries are always hard. His life and death are a part of me, and always will be.
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I've started this blog because I know how hard it is to scrap LOs
about lost loved ones; they're hard to do and they're hard to show people.
There isn't a lot of inspiration in the scrapping world when it comes to grief and loss.
I hope other scrappers will come here and find inspiration, or leave it for others.
PLEASE BE WARNED that some pictures or posts on this blog may be upsetting or confrontational.
