Saturday 4th July
I don’t know what it was today, but there were many little reminders of you, that just came along and knocked me for six.
At your graveside this morning I nodded and waved to someone who was your dinner lady at primary school. She was kind and understanding towards you always; such a gentle person. So many memories of a happy time, long ago.
We walked down to the beach this afternoon and sat watching the holidaymakers sunbathing, eating, swimming and surfing. I don’t know what brought it to mind, but we began talking about the books and magazines you liked to read, and I remembered a series I bought for you fortnightly. Once Upon a Time: a magazine, plus a cassette tape of classic children’s fairy tales. I recalled the tinkling bell sound when it was time to turn the page. And that made me cry, as I thought of you, and how you would love to read along.
All your books are still lined up on the shelves in your bedroom, along with your teddies and dolphin.
I’ve really missed you today.
Love you forever sweet Angel xxxx