Today we had the funeral and celebration for Bella-Rose.
I can honestly say that it was the hardest thing I have ever done*.
From the moment that the father carried in the small coffin, to the last verse of the last song, the tears were either on the verge or were flowing freely. I write that without apology. I have never drummed whilst feeling like that before and I never want to again.
The point of the service was to celebrate the short life and to stand with the parents. I only hope that they will look back at the service and that it will have been fitting. Even thinking about the pain on their faces is making me feel the hurt again.
There is verly little else I can write without feeling like I'm betraying Bella and her parents.
*There is one other event in my life that would rank above today, but I had Hol next to me then. She made all the difference.