Thursday, 31 October 2013

It was a godsend to have Trienkie for the rest of the week, as I now had to see to the animals, looked after the baby, and Rene, who was in front of the computer all day and almost all night.
The baby Emil was a little wonder, as he took his last feed at ten, and then slept until six, and I was so thankful for that, as at that stage I just didn't know how I was going to cope with all the heartache.
Irma duly arrived, and Nina's mother and sister Maria came a few days before the funeral and the cremation, but was leaving straight after.
But first, as Jan couldn't leave Andreas, the boy so insecure and rattled, and I, as the closest family member at that stage,  had to go to the police mortuary to own Nina's body, and I was in quite a state, but the policeman who were at the accident scene was very helpful, and said that he was willing to go with me. Trienkie decided to stay another day so she could go with me, but I was in a state of panic when we walked through the austere corridor of the mortuary, as I didn't know what to expect.
But as the days went on, the healing started, and when Irma and Nina's family arrived, I was able to try and lighten their spirits, but it was still incredibly hard going, and my heart bled for Nina's mother, who was looking so lonely, even amongst all of us.
Jan and Andreas came home, and I could see that Jan was still in shock, but slowly starting to get used to the idea that Nina was gone, and little Andreas taught us all a lesson in believing! He was keeping a cross that somebody, I think the preacher, gave him at the hospital, around his neck, and said that Jesus is giving him strength, and he knew that his mummy is safely in heaven, and that Jesus was looking after her. Jan said that one of the hospital preachers came to see them, and that this person's strength had helped him to try and work through the tragedy, and that he worked a miracle with the child.
Andreas was quite casual about the accident itself, and said that his mummy went a little bit off the road, and when she tried to get back, the small truck went over. We all had many ideas as to why that happened, but whether she was attending to maybe the crying baby in the back, or used her cell phone, nobody will ever know, but the sad fact about all this, is that she didn't wear her safety belt, and neither did Andreas, and he followed her through the front window.



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