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• JOURNAL 57

  24 November, 2015

  Hi Sweetheart,

  I’ve started packing my bag for the trip with Pete to Uluru come this Sunday. We will only be there about 2 days but that is time enough to get some really good photos. When it comes to packing for a trip, Pete and I are very different. Whereas I have started packing, he doesn’t even know where his case is!

  Before we know it Christmas will be with us again. Just about 4 weeks away. I have to confess that I find it difficult to look at the family photo from last year (was that really 12 months ago) and not feel the tug within my heart as I realise that you will not be with us this year.

  On those occasions when I do have the ability to look at that reminder I note that everyone is smiling but the prize for the biggest smile belongs to you. By that time – Christmas 2014 – we knew that you only had 3-4 months to live. Yet, even knowing that, your face revealed the joy you had in being able to have that day with our family.

  [I think I will change the subject about now]

  I had coffee with T and M this morning. Of course, M came regularly to see you and she and T want to keep that visiting going for my benefit. I so much appreciate their continuing support and care. I noticed that M “teared up” as we passed the shop where she would often buy flowers for you each time she visited. The emotion behind the tears was fairly obvious: “I miss her so much”.

  Don’t we all.  Don’t we all.

  Whenever I am up at High Care Reception I almost always see at least one member of staff who ask how I am going. It’s obvious that they remember us and equally obvious that their memories of you are very positive and loving.

  I have worked enough with people going through grief to know that the healing of grief is a long and (most often) one where it gets harder before it experiences relief. Well, I can tell you that, after 7 months, it is not getting any easier. I need people who will pray that my expectations in this regard will be reasonable and according to God’s timetable.

  But Until Then

  You remain the love of my life

  Mike