On the morning of Jonathan's memorial service I woke up with so much pain and dread ,all I really wanted to do was to go back to bed and cover my head. Still so numb from the shock I just didn't think I could face what was ahead of me.
MY son was staying at my mother's, right up the road and I sent him a text and it said,
"How will I ever make it through this day?"
His text reply came back quickly and it was one simple word. "Together".