It's a year now to the day pretty much since my sister died. I miss her most for walking and talking and laughing. Within a short space of time, I have lost a Niece, my Sister, and my Mum.
In the meantime, the plants here are struggling up above the weeds when all I've done is to water them from time to time. It's strange how sometimes the urge for things to live and grow can be so indefatigable and at other times, life can slip away and any efforts to retain it are as futile as trying to hold water in your hands. For myself, I've made up my mind to live for a very very long time. It's not a perfect world but I like it.
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