This evening My Jane almost started to be a distant memory. Too soon? Crikey – this is odd!
I’ve had a lovely 2 days with GH. His birthday is tomorrow, but he came down yesterday, we had a great meal out – and ate way too much!
We spent today chatting, and then he headed off to a friend in Cardiff to “hit the town” tomorrow for his actual birthday – much better choice than with me!
I sat in the garden after he left with a beer and read my book for a while – and it all felt good!
I looked at the garden and mused about how we’d started it together, but that My Jane had never really had an opportunity to enjoy it.
We’d had rollator-friendly paths put in just a few weeks before she died, along with some raised beds. And we installed a greenhouse for her year ago – something she’d always wanted but not had time to really do much with in truth.
It’s now mine to sort and make use of. A new challenge to add to the list.
But it all seemed OK.
I was not desperately sad looking at it, which surprised me. Almost a memory of thimngs that are becoming distant. Odd for me. Too soon? Crikey…surely not!
She is becoming, more and more, happy memories, not just painful memories.
For today at least!
Had a chat as usual and felt no bad vibes.
