The intense part of my storm has passed,
But it left behind debris and an indescribable aftermath,
Much like that of a city that can be left in ruins after a hurricane.
My storm breaks regularly and clears up for sun
Laughter, joy, and peace much more often than they used to be.
A subsequent pregnancy after losing my Princess has easily put me right back into the heart of the storm,
No matter how much healing and progress I thought I had made.
Each day brings a flood of memories.
There are moments that my world erupts like a volcano and I blow,
Reality hits that Isabella is only with me in spirit.
That truth envelops me in waves of emotion.
I look at the future and see the twins and realise this was her gift to me…
Written By Sophie Simpson…. in memory 12.04.17