My Longest Day (Part 1)

This post is one of the real reasons the whole site is here. As I was travelling back home from the hospital on the night of August 6th I realised that there was too much going on inside my head to stay there if that makes any sense. I've never kept a diary but there have been times in my life when I wished I had. I've learned that you block out the bad stuff once it passes but I didn't want everything I was feeling to just disappear - so here it is.

I've realised there is very little in life that can prepare you for the possibility of losing your wife and your unborn child on the same day. How can there be? Perhaps there are people who could tell me that this wasn't actually a possibility that day but to be honest I daren't ask because I've a feeling I know the answer. What is true is that at 4:45PM on Friday August 6th as a dozen people I didn't know took Anna away to an operating theatre, it seemed very possible to me.

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