This is my lovely picture to see me through March. There is no doubt that things are..well..less intense than they were. You might think that is good, but even that has its problems. There is a theory that when grief recedes you can feel guilty for letting it go as it most closely ties you to the one who has gone. I completely understand that and I can feel myself under its spell. But it is clearly ridiculous to imagine anyone would want to be remembered by sadness, least of all Worth. So I will smile and instead remember sunny days like the one above.
The gaps left when the grief shuffles away leave you feeling robbed and resentful of the couples that I see, like those last night at the theatre. That’s very mean spirited. But when you are out with the one you love spare a thought for the ladies on their own who are watching you and wishing they still had someone special to hold their hand. Treasure every moment; it doesn’t last forever.
Groovy Word of the day: cherish