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Posted in General, My Story on 22 June 2006 | 6 Comments »
The Police and the Letter
Posted in My Story on 22 June 2006 | 14 Comments »
Part 12
On 15 June 2006, exactly four weeks after Barry died by suicide, Daniel and I were asked to attend the police station and give statements. We were also asked to bring support as the police believed that I would not be able to drive home afterwards. Why? Gary and I asked [...]
Bringing Barry Home
Posted in My Story on 17 June 2006 | 5 Comments »
Part 11 – I originally wrote this post on 9 June 2006, however, I realise now that it should be part of My Story so I have reposted it and deleted the original post.
On 8 June 2006, I wrote a post about preparing to collect Barry’s ashes. Today, I’ve been putting off writing my [...]
The Funeral
Posted in My Story on 17 June 2006 | 4 Comments »
Part 10
The funeral service for Barry was held at 11am on 30 May 2006 at Pine Grove.
When arranging the funeral, I was asked how many “Order of Service” leaflets we would need. I said fifty would probably be too many as we are a very small family – 14 in total, on both side [...]
The Viewing
Posted in My Story on 16 June 2006 | Leave a Comment »
Part 9
Before this happened, I was always of the opinion that I would never attend a viewing of any deceased person – especially a loved one. I always believed that it would be better to remember the person in happy times, instead of replacing that image with that of a … dead person. However, until [...]
Making Plans and Saying Goodbye
Posted in My Story on 15 June 2006 | 2 Comments »
Part 8
In hindsight, the signs were plain. We look back now and can see when and where Barry was saying goodbye. These memories break my heart because I wish I’d picked up on them then…rather than now, when it’s too late.
Barry had sent Daniel a text message, “I know I don’t say this [...]
The Consuming Fear
Posted in My Story on 13 June 2006 | Leave a Comment »
Part 7
The next four days are still a bit of a haze to me. People continued to come and go. The sweet aroma of flowers filled every room. Cards were placed on every available surface.
My mind churned over and over. Why? What if? The events of the past weeks, [...]
Those First Hours
Posted in My Story on 11 June 2006 | Leave a Comment »
Part 6
We arrived home at 5.30am. Even now we both find it amazing that we actually made it without being in an accident. It was raining quite hard, and it was foggy. We were tired, distraught and careless, but we did make it.
We arrived home at dawn. The street was quiet. [...]
The Worst Moment of My Life
Posted in My Story on 10 June 2006 | 4 Comments »
Part 5
Thursday, 18th May 2006.
I felt irritable all day. Gary asked me numerous times what was wrong, but I didn’t know. I can’t remember what we did, but we spent the day walking in the sunshine – I do know that. That evening, my stomach kept churning over. I felt uneasy.
At [...]
The Holiday and the Last Conversation
Posted in My Story on 9 June 2006 | Leave a Comment »
Part 4
Gary and I went on holiday. The first one is a while. We needed the break, the change of scenery and the time alone together. It was wonderful – even though I can’t remember a lot of it now.
I remember being worried about our kittens – Sophie and Jasper – on [...]


