Not great, certainly not happy or at peace with the world, but okay.
It’s a long way from how I felt at the start of the year and I honestly didn’t think I’d ever get here.
I need people not to misunderstand my sense of being okay. They shouldn’t decide that I’ve moved on, accepted my loss or (god forbid) replaced my precious son. Instead people should know that it’s possible to choose to be okay whilst at the same time living with a broken heart.