I lost him one year ago. Technically it was tomorrow morning but realistically it was this afternoon and Amelia and I were the ones who last held his hand. It’s very vivid and precious in my mind, it always will be and that is just as it should be. But there is no point to any of it if you do not learn something, so what have I learnt? Well you certainly find out who your real friends are and they are not always who you think.
So to those people who have reached out, included me in their life and helped me through this year, you have my everlasting thanks. They know who they are.
To those friends of mine and Adrian’s who have “been there” for me but have not had the time or inclination to get in touch (how hard is it these days?), those who I have had no contact with since his funeral, those who are utterly self absorbed in their own bubble and never found the time, those who say “we must…” and it never happens. To those of you who are couples, one of you WILL go before the other and maybe then you will understand when I say, you could have done better.
But I managed without you. So there…😝