Tonight we went to a play called Born Still. It was written by inspiring Australian playwright Jane Harrison. It was a play about the loss of her second daughter Evangeline ‘Evie’ in the late stages of pregnancy. Evie was born still twenty one years ago. The play was partly light hearted and partly saddening. It was a true reflection of what a mother goes through when they lose a child. First the shock of having to deliver your child when they are no longer earth side. Then the aftermath of the funeral, dealing with loved ones, being grief stricken, feeling lost, feeling like a failure, wondering why you feel like nobody cares, while you are in your darkest moments and the world keeps spinning. I wasn’t sure what to expect but I decided Greg and I had made the right decision to go along with some of our angel parent friends. I am sure every single person in the theatre watching got a new insight of what pregnancy, stillbirth and infant loss really means. I was proud of Jane for sharing her story so bravely in such a beautiful way. At the end of the play they asked us whether anyone had lost a child wanted to come forward and take a balloon to release. I walked up there and got one for Hamish. I felt so vulnerable. It is one thing to write blog posts and talk about it online but to be in that theatre standing at the front was so scary. I got to meet Jane after the play was over and chat about her precious Evie. She wanted to know if the play was well received. I reassured her that you could see the heartfelt care that went into putting it together. I felt a sense of comfort watching it as I know any loss mum would have. Knowing this undescribable pain is real difficult to navigate through.
Hamish I hope you are friends with Evie up there.