My sister sent me this a couple of days ago. Her colleague lost her husband suddenly 12 years ago and found this when she was having a tidy up and wanted to share it with me. Not many people understand how I'm really feeling Because I've gone back to work and am seemingly functioning like "normal" since I lost my darling James 2 months ago everyone thinks I am climbing a ladder. It's not a ladder. I've been dropped in the middle of the Himalyas and I need to climb Everest, then endless mountains. I'm exhausted but I know James would say "keep going Kuchi*" *James's nickname for me

Posted by Geraldine at 2022-05-13 22:13:18 UTC