Christmas came and went. Mum isn't here now to see this new year. Memories spring up at the oddest time like the spring cowslip in a shady part of the garden reminding me of how mum had green fingers. Just stick a twig in and it would grow. The guilt is lessening but still some breast beating going on. I miss her so....Birthday coming up soon. Visit to the cemetery with fresh flowers. She hated fresh flowers "they're a waste of money. They die so quickly.' But I want to show that I still care.
Big sister and I have been at loggerheads all our lives but now we cling onto each other. The emptiness has to be filled? Grab onto each other before another one is lost? I would never have anticipated how hard the loss is to bear.
Big sister and I have been at loggerheads all our lives but now we cling onto each other. The emptiness has to be filled? Grab onto each other before another one is lost? I would never have anticipated how hard the loss is to bear.