Oh my goodness...that is so sad, and what a coincidence that they both went nearly together. It is a lovely comfort to think of them together. When my mum died...many years after my dad...I wrote in my journal...’Although I cannot truly believe they are together, I am pleased that they are no longer apart’. I have a problem with the whole religious thing and eternal life...but I do have a guilty secret. When I cannot sleep, I gather all the people I have loved and lost...we all meet on the sea front. It is sunny, and we have a lovely walk together. Mum and Dad are hand in hand, as are my grandparents. My son’s identical twin is holding my little granddaughter, who gets bigger every year, and my lovely husband and brother in law walk along together, chatting. My sister and I always said they were like book ends! Looked alike and were both lovely, gentle men.
It is maybe a silly thing to do, but it brings me comfort and doesn’t hurt anyone else.
Martin is just going to make the coffee. Shall he make your tea? Clunk x x x
It is maybe a silly thing to do, but it brings me comfort and doesn’t hurt anyone else.
Martin is just going to make the coffee. Shall he make your tea? Clunk x x x