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• THE JOURNEY IS OVER (JOURNAL 90)

  3 June, 2016

  If you were to read our journal entry for this day last year, you would read the following Today's instalment… [more]

• JOURNAL 89

  22 May, 2016

  Hi sweetheart, Sometimes I experience periods of “What if…?”. These are times when my mind seems… [more]

• JOURNAL 88

  17 May, 2016

  Hi Darling, Coming home from the hospital with a mechanical device fitted to my chest – a P.E.G. I think it… [more]

• JOURNAL 87

  13 May, 2016

  JOURNAL 87 The doctor said I can go home this morning. The surgery has had the desired effect and this new means of… [more]

• JOURNAL 86

  10 May, 2016

  JOURNAL 86 MOTHER’S DAY Hello sweetheart, I haven’t spoken to our children as to… [more]

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  24 May, 2015

  I never imagined that getting through the loss of one’s life partner would be easy. But I think it is going to be harder than I thought. Every day is replete with reminders of the enormity of what has happened.

  “Hey Dad, I think you should put this with your papers”. In so saying, my son handed me an envelope which contained Bev’s death certificate. It was only a legal document. A piece of paper. But it may as well have been a sledge hammer as it reinforced what I knew to be true. Bev really did die.  Wham!!

  “Here it is, Dad. Sorry it has taken me so long to get it to you”. With those words my daughter handed me a small lace bag. “It’s mum’s wedding ring”. Yes, it was the ring that I had placed on her finger just over 50 years ago as a symbol or pledge of my love. It was the ring she had worn with pride & commitment. Wham!!

  Last Sunday was my 73^rd birthday. It was also Mothers’ Day. The family gathered to celebrate both events. All but one, that is. Wham!!

  Yet, in the midst of emotional pain like I have never known before, there was still a lot of gratitude, laughter and appreciation we each have for the others. And I also realised what a legacy Bev has left for us to enjoy. You cannot leave a legacy unless you live that legacy. She did.

  Tomorrow we are to go and collect her ashes……..Wham!!