This One is For J…

… Not my Elderly One but the Elderly One of a very dear friend of many decades.

J was 101 and popped out of this World and into a welcome party in the next just an hour or so ago. Not unexpectedly.

I’m delighted (that sounds wrong?) to be a whisker ahead in the bereavement experience, just because I can be of more support.

Also, I must add, the fritillaries in the garden are looking amazing (and it saddened me to pick even one.. But, I asked nicely and this one said, ‘well… if it’s for J.. Ok then’).

I am going to add, that losing a 101 year old can be harder than you might think. Admittedly there’s all the ‘good innings’ stuff, but you’ve been with them for a heck of a long time. Like a limb.
Bless all the Elderlies.

I promise I shall return to ‘normal’ blipping before too long.

At the moment I feel like a weird one person promotor for a funeral company.