Sunday, 15 January 2012

It is nine months since my lovely husband Kevin died from PC. I still expect him to walk in and tell me one of his silly jokes and make me laugh again.
There's a spiritualist meeting not far from where I live today. I wonder if I have the courage to go? I don't know what I am expecting from something like that, it's just part of my quest for answers, I suppose.
I miss you so much.
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