Thursday 17th September
Yes, some days all I seem to do is just sit and remember.
Or I stand by the harbour wall, looking out over the sands, thinking of you.
You are always there, always.
Even as we walk home, and a shower of rain falls on us, I see part of a rainbow through the trees, hitting the sea.
And I smile. A little.
You have really been on my mind today, a lot.
I think it’s what Thursday does to me.
Twenty seven long weeks without you.
Love you forever.
Miss you so much.
Dearest Angel son xxxx