Nonnie, I know exactly that feeling of wanting to talk constantly about your dead child. When my son died, for the first week (until his cremation), there were so many people around - then they all left. The following morning I just could not stop crying and eventually managed to get to a good friend and collapsed on their door step.
An important meeting was postponed for a week so that I could attend, and when one of the other members telephoned me the night before to make sure I was going, I told her that I was not sure as I felt I had become the most boring person in the world, as all I wanted to do was to talk about my son. There was a slight pause and then she said "come along, and bore us". I have never forgotten those so kind words!!
When I returned to work, I knew there had been much discussion amongst the staff as to what to say- fortunately, one of the other younger staff members had an older brother who had died a few years previously and she asked her Mum what they should do and was told to encourage me to talk about him.
Even now, all these years later, I still find it strange that people are uncomfortable when I mention things about him - fortunately, none of my close friends and none of the family have this failing.
As has been said, that child/person is NEVER forgotten - I still think of him virtually every day - but the sharpness of that grief does - very slowly - diminish. But that can take two or three years, not a fast process.
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