It's one week on from probably the worst day of my life. I can't say things have got any easier, everytime I stop, I get the same image of Ralph's last moments vividly in my head and it makes me so sad. I know he is in a good place and couldn't have continued the way he was but it doesn't make things any easier does it?
I feel so guilty about him and so thankful that he had his Grannywen to look after him in his twilight years, he couldn't have wished for a better life and as you will see from these LO's, he had some great adventures. I know GW is finding things harder than me as she has constant reminders all round the house, things of his or things where the house was adapted around him. I don't think I could cope with that and that makes me feel guilty too. I will never be able to tell her the right words of thanks for all that she has done.
I know that Ralph is having new adventures without us now and we will have to carry on with the wonderful memories he gave us held tight in our hearts.
But I do miss him oh so much!