...since I met Jules. In a pub, drinking Hooch......
A year ago we were planning things for the future, a party to celebrate Jules recovery from the first op and a return to work in less than a months time.
What's hard to fathom is it's been over a month since the funeral....
I went up to the cemetry with Mum to put up some flowers. And the place looks so much different now, with all the bouquets gone. But what's interesting is the state of her grave. The soil's tilled, loose stones gone, and very tidy compared to those around her. If I didn't know any better I'd have said she's been out with the rake tidying, not one for leaving the place in a mess.
Everyone's gone home now, and if I don't get off to bed I'll be late again for work.
