from our thoughts and our hearts
I found one of Grans old hankies last night and it still smelt of her, the comforting smell that saw me through almost 40years. I popped the hankie in Fonzy's pillow case to remind him of Gran - I feel so sad that he wont remember knowing her that he wont remember the love she lavished on him, on all of us.
I miss her every day, lately I've missed her more so.
Some days I close my eyes and expect her to see her when I open my eyes - it's a vice on the heart every time she's not there.
Royal Ascot next week and she would of had a little flutter at the bookies, then sat urging the horses on whilst watching it on the TV. Perhaps I'll have a flutter for her this year!
I'm not moping or being maudlin but I am remembering what can be no more and some days/weeks that seems harder than others.
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