We're here to help, @Dutchman just as you've helped us. I'm beginning, very slowly to come to terms with Margaret's death but the roller coaster effect is still there. Yesterday wasn't too bad, but this morning I found myself, almost by surprise, in floods of tears. I try to busy myself with pointless jobs but it's only a sticking plaster. I miss going to the nursing home each day and the friendships I made there. Without that each day is empty and meaningless. I know I shall have to come to terms with it all and people always say find a new interest or rekindle an old one. But I try to imagine that and recoil. Maybe one day, but not yet. Tomorrow will be difficult. My daughter's coming up and she's seeing the funeral directors to finalise arrangements. I've asked her to deal with it because I simply can't and she has very similar tastes to Margaret so she will organise something that Margaret would, hopefully approve of. All I basically know, or indeed want to know, is that it will be a woodland burial. I try to block it out, but I know it has to be faced. Please continue to pray, if you will, for the repose of Margaret's soul and for me for strength. God bless.