A Personal Reflection

A couple of days ago my daughter texted me. Her 14 week old baby's heart was not beating. She was on her way to hospital and clearly would not carry this child through to term. She and her husband are devastated.... and so am I.

I got the text at work. I felt dizzy and sick and sad. I couldn't speak and was doing my best not to cry. Someone at work noticed my state and came up to me, asked me what was wrong. That was enough to start my tears. This women, a work colleague hugged me until I stopped.I know and am happy for the support and nurturing to be directed to the young family. But we need to acknowledge that boys, men and grandfathers all grieve and sometimes need a hug too. Crying helps