A lot has happened since you left. For a start, your children have grown up beautifully. You’d be so proud of them, all such characters.
Dad bellowed at us: “There’ll be no more out of order deaths in this family!” He had talked of leaving to be with Mum after she died. But your departure only eight weeks later snapped him out of it. He’s fraying around the edges these days, going down hill. But he’s still here!
And still telling funny stories. Today he told me how he sat down in a shop and didn’t realise it was the local barber’s until his hair had all been shorn off. It does look too short.
We gradually recovered and life got better for me. These four little fellas have joined us. The eldest arrived two days before your anniversary day. So you have to compete with birthday parties, Lego and his blue dog birthday cake – it’s always a blue dog.
But it is a nod to you, this life filled with little boy things.