11th August 2015
I’ve never been good at dates, but i’ll never forget this one. G traveled a lot for his work and he wanted to finish one trip before the BHCG results came out on 17th August and we found out if we had succeeded in making a baby.
His trips were to his ancestral town (let’s call it H) where he was developing a beach property, and he stayed there 10-12 days a month. So his going was a routine activity. He usually took a night bus and reached there the next morning. This time he decided to go along with a friend who wanted to see the property as well – and they took the friend’s car.
If you woke him up at night and said “let’s go to H”, he’d come along. This time he told me 2-3 times that he didn’t feel like going. I thought he doesn’t want to leave me alone with the baby thing and all. I asked him to not go then. But his friend wanted the trip, and G thought the car would be really convenient and he went.
He left the house in the afternoon. I can still see him in the doorway, with his bag – the one he carried everywhere – slung over his shoulders. I didn’t even say a proper goodbye, because he traveled so often. I probably didn’t even look that well when he went out the door – never to come back! How I wish I could have hugged him, or given him that one last kiss. How I wish I could have stopped him from going. It’s people like me who end up wishing for a time machine.
Their car met with an accident at 10:00pm that night. And he left me and our yet unborn baby, forever!
A Piece of Him 
I’m so so sorry for your loss. This post really blindsided me. The idiot that I am, I assumed your blog was about a break up and never even suspected it was a bereavement. I’m impressed you are still functioning, let alone blogging. Sending hugs from London. x
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Thanks 😢. I think writing is helping me heal. I couldn’t cry when he went hoping the babies will stay at least. Now when I write, I cry and that helps.
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I think you are really brave and wish you all the best.
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If I could give an arm to get him back for you I would do it right now. I love you. You are infinitely brave baby doll. I pray and pray and pray for you.
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I found your blog from Indiblogger and am in awe of how brave you are to continue blogging after such an experience. A big hug to you and keep writing.
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Thanks Kalpanaa. It’s not really brave, just a way for me to keep sane.
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I can imagine.
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I don’t know what to say. If you need a listening ear , pls do let me know .
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Thanks!
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I will never forget the last morning we had together. That day will never leave my mind. Sending you love xox
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Just came across your blog and read about what happened. I’m so sorry for your loss. Truly heartbreaking. It is scary how fragile life can be.
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😦
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You, the baby and Gaurav seem a known family to me now. I just read your blog today. More power to you. A big hug to the mother and son.
I love you. 😍
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Thank you 😊
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