Thursday, 21 April 2011
I dreamt about his Dad the night before my appointment at hospital ,it was one of those dreams where he seemed so real ,so full of life ,and he looked so well ,I woke in tears, and the grief came crashing down again ,I guess I 'd like to think he visited me in my dreams to let me know he was around and watching over me ,it was a bit of comfort to think that. We had a rocky ride of a relationship ,M and I ,but god I loved him and he me ,his health was terrible and we always knew he wouldn't live to a great age ,but the shock of his death won't ever go away ,for T especially. Here they are, like two peas in a pod! it was them to a T!! even down to the matching jackets .
Posted by Kim Murray at Thursday, April 21, 2011