Anniversary
They played Fields of Gold on the radio today, just as the wreath arrived.
That's the same tune they played in church on the day we buried M.
It's four years today since this happened.
We took the wreath up to Livingston, tidied the grave, cleaned the little ornaments and the headstone.
Just as I was wondering whether it would be the right thing to take a photo to send to his big sister, who had never seen it, L said: "I'm just going to take a photo to email to his sister."
I would post it here. But some things are too personal.
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5 comments:
i agree, some things aren't meant to blog about....
Oh, dearest one.
Thanks, ladies. Will try to make my next anniversary post a bit brighter.
I remember that last post, it sent shivers through me. Hope you and yours are bearing up.
Cat - Thanks. I hadn't actually re-read the original post until now. It is a bit shocking, sorry.
As Mr Goth requested, we did lay lilies.
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