A short post this morning as the novel calls; but also to say this: hold on to those you love.
Three weeks ago I watched the paramedics works on my lovely neighbour for an hour. He had been very ill but I still saw his wife of over 50 years holding him until he wasn’t there anymore.
We are here and then we are gone.
I have used grief in many guises in my own writing; drawing from personal experience. Loss is a powerful motivator of action in stories. When we have felt it, we know that nothing can be the same.
We send John off today (it’s been a long wait) and I will be giving a reading of a poem I found called ‘Afterglow’ at the service.
So while you have time, stop and think and stand still for a while to remember those you have lost.
And spare a thought for those in Nepal.
No one leaves if you keep them in your heart.
Roll silent credits.
RIP JOHN WARD