Sunday, 1 November 2009
Monkey was my first child. He had severe cerebral palsy as a result of a difficult birth. He died aged two and three quarters. I'd like this blog to tell the story of the impact he has had, and continues to have, on my life. I debated the blog name (is there a techie word for that?) long and hard - I don't want anyone who might read this (assuming anyone does) to think that Monkey's shadow is gloomy. It's not (I actually think it's pretty enlightening). Monkey's shadow is just the feeling I have that he is here with me somewhere; that we can't be completely separated. It's the thing that colours my world. My perspective, I suppose.