and recuperate .... the ardous time to get to the tranquility... and back again ... the stuttering emotions never far ... a lot in change to original .. the usual attempt at plans though go with the flow of what comes this way ...
I am really missing my late Dad from seeing his family ... The surviving brother a spitting image ... the brother whose life we celebrated only this week, looked so like his Dad ... it naturally stirred up much ...
I have not had the time like so many when many things happen in a short space of time in where, what and whom have suddenly disappeared over this space ... March is a month my late mother law remembered annually, on alternate days of when her mum and dad died on two days following, but very different years ... she was 26 when she saw her Dad die suddenly.
She herself was to pass away one March from a sudden problem in which there was no hope to recover from...
Now we are enjoying some space in our respective lives doing many different experiences we can take for granted when it is no longer there ... a granddaughter having a rare holiday, holiday more often ... nothing new in that, only when you know her back story, how precious this is ... to go and experience life beyond what we had a while ...
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