Beauty in death

I love roses at all stages. This is one of the roses that my sister gave me. It’s still lovely.

After working from home I’ve been to a choir committee meeting. Choir will start again next week so we were getting ready for the next term.

In November it will be three years since David died. The hardest times are when I return from somewhere and he’s not here. I realise that my children live with me but I regularly don’t see them. Those of you that have lost loved ones will understand completely.

And yes I’m very lucky to know HtP.

Take care x