How can I write about Sunday and Monday? The emotions over the last few days have run the full gamut and on Monday night, Simon and I collapsed into bed completely drained. Only a fraction of what Nicole and Peter must have felt. Sunday was a beautiful celebration of Jack with photos and videos, music and prose and Monday was the more formal but equally beautiful Greek Orthodox service with the burial at the cemetery.
How to write about any of it? Seeing Jack’s casket. Nicole’s tears. The huge number of people there to support and grieve. Watching the casket go into the ground. Releasing blue, orange and teal balloons – Diego colours of course and teal for Batten. Feeling heartbroken for Nicole . And for us. Knowing what is to come.
Words are completely useless at this time. The only thing I can do is wrap my arms around Nicole as much as I can and be here for the next bit of the journey which is the complete unknown. What to do now?
Thank you for all the lovely messages of condolence, it is very much appreciated.