what can one say...

What can you say to a parent as they leave the cremation of their daughter? When we know it is all so wrong? When I allow myself to think of the finality of it all, it makes me take a small, sharp in-breath as if my body is gone back into shock, unable to understand once again what has happened...

There was more shared music and poems today and that does help as does a beautiful day to reflect upon. But still there is nothing, nothing at all that compensates for the loss of a child...

Thank you for your kind comments over the last week - I am using blipfoto to express more than I do around my family - protecting them I guess...