Looking at this story in the news, its moving me. Very sad.

I'm reminded of november. I know its a few months ago now, but it still feels like very close to me. When Eileen died, the memories were all so lucid. That one week between when she died and the funeral. I remember it vividly, down to the shirt I was wearing and my black jacket. It feels like those memories although far away, will be crystallised in my mind. I miss her. Life is different without her. Yes my life goes on, but it will not be the same.

 

I better be off to bed. Can't believe it's wedsnesday already. The days go quick. Gotta keep busy, then time goes quicker. Eyes on the prize. Eyes on the prize.