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Photo by sanjana🧸 on June 28, 2026.

Photo by sanjana🧸 on June 28, 2026.

Photo by sanjana🧸 on June 28, 2026.

Photo by sanjana🧸 on June 28, 2026.

Photo by sanjana🧸 on June 28, 2026.

Photo by sanjana🧸 on June 28, 2026.

Photo by sanjana🧸 on June 28, 2026.

Photo by sanjana🧸 on June 28, 2026.

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Posted On: June 28th 2026, 12:00 pm

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alessandrasantitto

3 months ago

alessandrasantitto

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k.laudia

3 months ago

k.laudia

😍😍

pameris.w

4 months ago

pameris.w

Euroslayy 😝

naji.bedel

4 months ago

naji.bedel

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mamata.adhikar

4 months ago

mamata.adhikar

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4 months ago

mamata.adhikar

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4 months ago

charleyy_emilyy

You are so iconic, like wow 🤩

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4 months ago

trinity_missen

HOTTIEEEEE 🔥❤️

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4 months ago

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4 months ago

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Omg wowwwww 😍😍😍

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4 months ago

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Ate down! 😍

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4 months ago

joymufunda

here for thisss 😍😍😍😍

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4 months ago

arliaperera

the HOTTEST

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4 months ago

nataliajovanoskii

yup bonjour hellloooooo 🔥🔥🔥🔥

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This week is Baby Loss Awareness Week and whilst I often feel I have little more to add to the conversation, lately I’ve realised just how much losing a baby continues to take from me, even 20 years later.

In those first weeks and months after losing Joseph, my grief was as you’d expect. Overwhelming sadness, anger that none of it made sense, and desperation to understand how life could go on without him.

What I didn’t know back then was that the more complex layers of grief would only surface much later, in moments I could never have anticipated, when PTSD would rear its ugly head and make already difficult situations a thousand times harder.

When my brother died, that PTSD hit me in full force. Telling my parents they’d lost their child, saying goodbye in the chapel of rest, sitting on the front row at his funeral feeling wave after wave of grief, not just for him, but for Joseph too.

When my lovely Nan died, of course I grieved for someone we loved beyond measure, but also for the loss of another little piece of this earth who had known and loved my boy.

And when my dad became ill this summer, facing a scary diagnosis and a terrifying surgery still to come, I realised that losing Joseph had also taken my ability to truly believe good things can happen, to hope for the best, to trust that everything will be okay. Because once, the very worst thing imaginable happened, and no amount of hoping, wishing or believing could change the outcome.

And that’s the part of baby loss we don’t talk about enough. How it changes you for life. How grief becomes intertwined with every other loss, fear and moment of uncertainty until sometimes it’s impossible to separate one from another.

Perhaps that’s why I feel conflicted that something so devastating, complex and lifelong can be reduced to a pastel coloured ribbon and a flickering candle. Because whilst those gestures have their place, they barely touch the reality of living with the trauma of losing a child.

So this week, I’ll think of my son as I always do. I’ll carry him through every celebration and every heartbreak, just as I have for the last 20 years, and I’ll be thinking of those missing theirs too.

💙

Final preparations for tonight. 💪

Neighbors, how would y’all have handled this? 👀

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