Today I was filled with memories of my most special friend.
I recorded those memories as quickly as possible, so as not to forget and to feel as long as possible that my darling girl is still very much with me.
Grief is a strange thing. But I am riding it's waves as best I can and each day feels a little less muddled than the last. . . . .
|Our last morning together|
|When we were 'three'|