What do you miss most about a lost loved one?
Watching the person you love with your entire being, your soulmate, lose their battle for life is heart-wreaking. It goes beyond heartbreak it leaves the whole being shattered and it is just impossible to rebuild to be the same person.
Of course time and lots of it does enable one to move on but it is as a changed person. Even knowing a disease is terminal and the end is inevitable does not make the grieving process easier. It is a process you have to go through and allow yourself to go through.
Even now, 14 years on, not a day goes by when I don’t think of Gabbie in some way. There are many things I miss but as it is a Sunday morning I will go with that. I miss having a bundle of newspapers on our bed as we went through them. We both would pull on current events, Gabbie would grab the supplement magazine for fashion articles and I would hog the sports pages.
An hour or two every week voicing our thoughts on the world over coffee and croissants before I would settle down to sleep the day away as I was working night shifts. It was our quiet time when we would talk on random stuff, irrelevant stuff, stupid stuff and serious stuff. I miss that, I miss that so much. Sunday papers with the cat are just not the same.
Ok on to the arty bit, starting with a piece of art by Gabbie’s favourite artist featuring her favourite season
Immer meine!! xx