Number is blocked which is usually a call from Holland. I look at my watch while my phone rings a 2nd time. It’s only 6 am in Holland?
I answer the phone and hear my sisters voice.
My beautiful sister who is 7 months pregnant.
I can tell by sound of her voice that something is wrong. She just came back from the hospital where she got told her baby boy is no longer alive.
I am struck by sadness and disbelieve.
There I stand, in shock, 16632.53 kilometres apart from my sister.
I boarded the next available flight to what I can only describe as the saddest 3 weeks of my life.
Max.
I never got to see your eyes,
or hold your hand, or hear your cries.
All I have are dreams of you,
those of which, will never come true.
My heart sank the day that I knew,
I would never get to meet you.
I’ve been back in Sydney now for 2 weeks and slowly starting to feel like 'My Self' again.
All the sadness, grief, anger and worries consumed me and got stuck in me. After the 5th Bikram class yesterday I got some my balance back, my joints opened up and I regained some strength.
I need Bikram yoga now more than ever to heal my mind, body and soul.
