When my son-in-law was killed eleven years ago it was my role to support my daughter and her new baby. I accompanied her to RAF Lyneham for the repatriation, stood with her in (Royal) Wootton Bassett as the parade of hearses went by, gave a reading at the funeral, I was at her side as the coffin was lowered into the ground and later I sat with her through two inquest sessions. My husband was a rock throughout and attended to many of the practical matters that needed sorting. For two years it was an awful time; I grieved of course, but it wasn’t about me, so I just got on with what needed to be done.
Now it seems I can’t stop crying at the events of the last few days. I have a permanent lump in my throat and the tears are never far away, my eyes are red and swollen with weeping, I can’t even have a conversation about Afghanistan without breaking down. I know that my daughter is having a similar experience and I can’t quite understand how, after eleven years, it can suddenly be so raw again.
My son-in-law was only 26 when he died. He was funny with a really dry sense of humour, very clever, physically super-fit, and he really was a natural leader; his men adored him. Our grandson recently came to stay and is now showing some of his dad’s traits - he has a genuine interest in people and asks insightful questions, and he has his dad’s habit of only just staying on the right side of cheekiness.
I am finding it unbearably sad that this young man, a new daddy, and with his whole life ahead of him, died so senselessly. Literally, there is no sense in what happened to him - or to so many others. I am so sad and angry.
Has anyone else experienced this kind of belated grief? How did you get through it?
How did you vote and why today

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I think our bodies and mind deal with what they can at a time of trauma and some of it rears later on, sometimes many years later. You have lost someone who was very young and this will have shaped your daughter's life and that of your grandson, how can you not feel sad, upset and even angry? Talk and cry as much as you need to. Lots of love xx