Well today is the 6 month anniversary of Mum's passing.  We went and visited her at the crematorium... I coped... I didn't cry there.  But later in the day I've noticed I am really wired and any little thing puts me 'near' tears.  I will probably have a bawl when I go to bed tonight or something.

It is just the missing of her in my daily life - the phone calls, the visits, the laughter and advice that can never be replaced.

Sometimes I wonder how Dad and I got through this at all.

On a cheerier note a fav pic of us all in happier times...

Love and Light

Padmapani Devi