The last few days I have been so low. Whoever stole Livvy’s tree stole more than they could ever have realised from me. My whole Christmas spirit went along with it.
I couldn’t get my head around the fact that someone could steal off a child’s grave.
I mean how could they?
Yet again over the last few days something else began to shine through.
I have been uplifted by messages from friends.
People looking about for a new tree and lights.
It’s been this compassion that slowly lifted me from the darkness I was falling into.
Yet still yesterday I was sad, the empty place where the tree should have been was still hurting to see.
So imagine my excitement this morning when a friend called me to say she had found a tree. I was jumping for joy.
After two days of searching my baby was going to have a tree for Christmas.
My heart is so happy.
Decorating and placing this tree has really lifted my spirit.
I know not all will understand my need or my sadness but this is all I can do for my daughter now. I need to honour her.
It is important that her special place is decorated as our home is.
So thank you dear friend.
Merry Christmas Livvy.