Granddad and GrandDee unfortunately could not make our journey before the 19th due to work commitment. When we arrived at Derian House it felt so peaceful and a warm welcome was given us by a member of staff. Phil and Victoria met us. From that moment we felt like we were in a different world, in a bubble away from the hustle and noise of everyday life. Derian House was the perfect place to be. We sat and talked for quite a while . I cannot remember what was said for most of the time but I hope our being there and talking helped in some way for Phil and family. Jacob came into the room and welcomed us in his boy way, (very manly) then went up to the family room. We went to see Isaac. I could not believe that I was looking at a child that was no longer with us in life. He looked so peaceful, as if he was in a deep sleep, probably dreaming of what mischief he was going to get up too. We both wanted to hold him and tell him everything was going to be alright but we were to late for any such comments. We then went to the rooms they had and spent some time with Georgia, Jacob, and Madison. Georgia and Jacob were taking great care of their new sister. What a great brother and sister to have, so grown up and supportive to their mum and dad. Jacob had his views on how his brother should be treated. I held Madison for what seemed a very long time (sorry for being so selfish) enjoying her company telling her how beautiful she is. Before we left we visited Isaac again to say bless him and farewell for now. The next day we all went to Liverpool to register Isaac and Madison's births. Then went into a shopping centre for a late lunch and Jacob and Georgia went on some rides that they enjoyed. We had a good time in a strange way, still in that bubble of misbelief, great sorrow yet serenely happy. We traveled home and the following week went back to Southport for Isaacs funeral. Strangely still in that bubble. We all seemed to be putting on brave faces and being strong for each other. Then it happened for me anyway, Phil carried Isaac in his tiny cask from the car to the altar. I will never forget that sight (oh my god) Phil you are so brave, yet it was the right thing to do. When we were all in the room and the floods of tears began. We heard how Isaac and his sister had behaved in their development, birth and finally Isaac being taken from us all. The whole day seemed to drift along with everything being just the way it should be. What a lovely memory of saying farewell, but never forgotten. This bubble will never burst for me, although I will be in and out of it for the rest of my life. Words can never say what our feelings are like and Phil, Victoria Georgia, Jacob and Madison will have their own special way of moving forward with Isaac. You are a wonderful family and the way you have coped is very very wonderful and special, bless you all.