Thanks everyone.

And thanks for your PM's too.
I think Wednesday was probably the worse day of my life. I don't think I've ever cried so much.

I've not been able to come on here since because it's been too painful.
The actual church service was lovely. They brought the tiny little white coffin with a rainbow on it in to "Every Breath you Take" by the Police. Kelly was hugging a teddy the whole time. The reverend didn't preach anything. She said that she had no explanation as to why Khian had been taken, and we had every right to be sad and even angry. There were no awkward hymns sung. All the songs were on CD. Kelly got up and said some words. She was so brave and strong. A poem was read, and then a bible reading which Kelly had chose, and really struck home. Then we all lit a candle for Khian, one at a time, to the song "Everythings gonna be alright". Then Kelly and Nick lit their candles. Once the candles were lit, the reverend commended Khian to God, and the 2 pall-bearers walked forward to carry him out. But Nick stood up and said he wanted to do it. He carried the little coffin out on his own, I think this was when everyone lost it completely. The song playing was "Tears in Heaven"


We then went back to the local pub, Kelly and her close family went for the burial, and then they joined us. We blew up loads of yellow balloons, and all had a toast to Khian and wrote things on the balloons and let them go. It was actually a lovely moment.
Kelly was so strong all day and I am so proud to be her friend.

Her BF is taking her on holiday tomorrow so she can hide behind her sunglasses next to a pool and cry. She needs and deserves the break. I know she'll be okay, she's an inspiration. Khian will never be far from out hearts and thoughts. I have a beautiful photo of him in my purse which I will carry always.
Night, night babe. Miss you forever.

