16 March 2019.
Fifty-two months since Laura died.
From my book, still to be finished and published.
‘After Laura died I asked her, “How am I meant to live?” And I begged her to fetch me…but she didn’t come, it wasn’t my time…but I was dead anyway…
It was my punishment to live.’
Today, it is fifty-two months since that tragic day that Laura decided to end her life. My own life also ended on that day. I became the living dead and my daily diet was grief and guilt, and so many questions, some now answered, and others that will remain with Laura.
I will not be blogging for the next three months as I try to take back my life from her and find the life I gave up on.
I’d like to thank everyone that has followed Laura’s story, and for supporting her website. She will never be forgotten.
I need to regain my strength, for my sons and for me, and I will be back on 16 June 2019. I keep saying that I will finish the book. I will. And the book that Laura wrote posthumously with what she left behind, Laura’s Voice WHISPERS from an ANGEL, will also be rewritten, creating the beautiful book that I always wanted it to be, a tribute to the memory of Laura. It was always meant to be the second book, but as I struggled to write the book about her death, I hurriedly put together her book, hence the need for a rewrite.
I’ve added a few pictures of Laura, memories of her, and also some photographs of my husband Rod, memories of him, who died twenty-nine days after Laura’s death, from terminal cancer.
Laura on the Moonlight Sonata when my husband and I visited her in Dubai in 2008.
Laura and I in Hout Bay, Cape Town, December 2012, our day out together stuck in the pattern of our relationship. One of the last photographs I have of her.
May 2014, Dubai. Laura was preparing to leave for Doha, Qatar.
My husband, Rod and I, in happier times, February 2013.
Rod and I. Simons Town, Cape Town, 2013.