say nothing. the sound of wallowing is pretty boring.
last week we scattered nan's ashes. it's nearly a year since she passed away. we don't like to rush things in my family! a day of french fancies and a walk in the woods, just what nan would have liked. not a day goes by without thinking of her. particularly when at work.
we've now taken ownership of her old bureau. it's sat in pride of place in the front room, stuffed with maps and note books. all adventures will be planned from here. again, this is something she would have approved of. every time the desk is opened, a flowery scent fills the room. a whiff of nan. if you knew her this would mean a lot more. particularly after she lost her little yorkshire terrier...she could no longer blame certain 'whiffs' on suzie!
since the fling i've been finding things a little tough. physically and mentally. but some proper rest days and some good talking, things are returning to normal.