Firstly, where have two years gone? That I simply do not know. In ways I have: floated through life, tried to keep going, tried to 'process' and tried to 'progress'. As with us all, there have been many ups and downs along the way.
The day itself was one which I quite 'enjoyed'. I went to places we frequently visited and walked together and I visited a couple of places which had been important throughout the final year. When there, I never thought about being on my own and seemed remarkly calm and content. Perhaps I was at peace?
Reflecting, it was the day after and it seemed to hit. The gaping hole opened up again. I've come back to where we lived and everything happened. It was our town but it definitely does not feel like my town. Not any more. Coming back was what was needed to be done. I sense, however, I can't come back for this again.
Take care,
WDJ
Hi WDJ sending some huge big hugs your way and thinking of you.
gail
