Death is busy in winter

The road to Sainsbury’s meets the road to the crematorium. Both times we’ve shopped this week we’ve seen hearses coming and going. Busy…As we go home with New Year’s party food and celebratory alcohol I think of all the Christmas funerals: so many deaths, so many hearts broken, so many memories, so many people missing from loved ones’ lives. From our lives. And all the partying going on – not necessarily regardless but because. Because of what we still have, because of what we had. Because memories cannot always all be bad ones. We are desperate to make good ones too. 

I remember our own sadness at Christmas and it can’t be all I have every year. I will have happy. I will.  

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