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.

Big clouds reflecting in the pools of water on the sands

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.

Small arc of a rainbow through the trees

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