low life scum cause more heartache

The unthikable has happened again, vandals striking our sons grave and stealing teddy bears that we had placed there with love and help from a couple of our closest friends.
How anyone could be this low is beyond me !!!
They are just filth, who I would love to meet one day...........in fact it's probably best I don't because I would just lose it. How dare these animals go anywhere near our precious boy's grave. It just makes me sick to my stomach.
Sorry Bubbie boy xxxxxxxxx

Long Days Long Nights

Nightimes seem to make you stop and think more than you wish you did. The quiet periods and I guess the realisation that your son isn't with you are very hard to deal with. I often find myelf staring at bubbies photo that we have proudly displayed in the loungeroom, wondering is he ok? is he safe? what he is doing, where he actually is and if he is missing me half as much as I miss him. I often talk to him and every night look into the sky to try and see some sort of sign that he is watching over his Mum and me. It may sound silly but it's all we have along with my memories of the 2 days I spent with our son. Staring upwards and wishing him sweet dreams are almost a nightime ritual to me. What I would do to be able to tuck him in and just stare at him as he drifted off to sleep. More things I guess that alot of parents take for granted, gee I hope most realise how truly lucky they are. To my wife and I these are only wishes that will never be reality. We hate sitting here, gawking at the tv guide to see what is on next, it's not what we wanted to be doing, we wanted to be changing dirt nappies, to be playing with our son, to be woken in the middle of the night to loud screams, but it's not to be.
Sweet Dreams Little man Daddy loves you lots xxxxxxxxxxxx

Drifting & Treading Water

The title sums up how I am feeling, life seems to be going on around me and I am in my own little nightmare. People complaining about money problems, can't afford this, can't afford that, my job stinks,........all this type of stuff I use to complain about too but now it seems so minor in the greater scheme of things.
I would settle for being the poorest of the poor if we could have Bubby back healthy. I would do anything in my power to hold him again, to see his little face staring up at me.
Nothing I seem to do at the minute is right, and it just gets to the point that you think why do I even bother trying. Everything involving our loss has affected every single part of us.............it certainly puts you on edge and it is tough to constantly deal with the loss every single day.
Life is passing us by and we are watching it. IT SUX.
Hopefully things will improve gradually but at the moment I can't see that happening we just have to do the best we can.