a little bit mire

on strands of life and back again from the loss of a dear spouse

Sunday, 1 January 2017

A day to start

a task of invisible investment into the vestry of cumbersome misfits. The bounty of forgotten moments. 

How a diagnosis late in coming now here ...now the next stage after achieving much ... 
Posted by Sally Robins at 13:30
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