Every now and then I hear something or someone tells me something and I think to myself, I could blog about that. Then I sit down to write and I cannot remember one single thing to write about.
Two weeks ago since Matty died.
I saw an awful lot of bluebells. That's something at least.
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Give yourself a lot of time.
You know what she would say about this...she'll always be in your heart to remind you.
The words will come when you are ready. Enjoy the bluebells, they are particularly beautiful this year.
You have gone through probably the most shattering loss of your life. There is no official guide, no 'way to be'.
Take what you need - be it bluebells or solitude or laughter and music.
The pieces will come together as a whole eventually.
My thoughts are with you.
anne
hi sis hope you have had a good martha day. I'm still in Dublin but will maybe give you a call tomorrow. x's
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