Sitting alone in the sunshine in my garden this suddenly came to mind. We've all had the very roots of our lives ripped up by the iron claw of fate. Our loved ones taken from us. From my perspective this also meant the loss of our holiday home ( Too many memories to continue with it) And so no more pleasant countryside driving trips to Hurley Village. No more days shopping in Harrow with my beloved Anne where she just loved to browse in M&S whilst I sat at the door watching the world go by in order to give her some person space. No more trips to Sainsburys where I would sneak things into the shopping trolley yet Anne would spy it and take them back if they were shite. Which they normally were 
And the loss of good home cooking. What inspired this post today was I thought I heard a knock on the kitchen window. I paused from reading my book and expected to hear Anne say "Lunch is ready Geoff." But no. Another heart sinking moment. All of us have had our lives stripped down to a skeleton level. We are now different people. Our old selves and life style ripped away into just memories. For me after 9 months alone, this skeleton of a new man now evolving, is slowley but surely adding some flesh to the bone. But when, or if it ever completes, I'll still be all the poorer for it without my soul mate.
Love and Light
Geoff x
