I had planned to write to you explaining myself, and then I realised I never have to. You always understood me, without me having to explain. Instead I will address this note to the world.
My tears may be drying up, but that doesn’t mean I don’t miss Mike.
I may laugh out loud, but it doesn’t mean I have forgotten Mike.
I may seem to be over my grief, but you will never know how much I miss Mike.
Mike’s last wishes were that I wouldn’t be too sad, that I wouldn’t grieve too long and that I would be happy.
I’m not there yet, but I am on my way darling.
Lorna x x x