I am not sure why I named this post Solace.
At present, there is no solace, other than I am a scooped out hollow, which is frozen. Every now & then a hole appears in the ice, and it flows out as hot scalding tears.
I wanted to write to thank you all for your wonderful kind words of support and your love and kind thoughts. I wish I could thank you all personally.
I have not been much on the computer. My days are often blurs.
I have had a small stay in hospital, a mystery infection of some sort, but now 'they' tell me I am to have cardiac investigation. Like Les, I was glad to get out of Hospital.
I feel I am too raw to write about much.
I will just say, I have double grief, as little Leo is no longer with me. I cannot write about that for now, and I grieve as much for both of my "Leos". Some time I will mingle their ashes and they will always be together.
Gom's favourite quilt I gave him. He spent his last days constantly wrapped in it's vibrant, warm love.
Here he is with his beloved mate.
He gave me these beautiful roses, to thank me for looking after him. We had yellow roses for him at our private goodbye.
Here we are together, just before I took him home to put him to bed. This is the last pic of us together.
This is where it all began, 45 years ago.
There seems to be no solace for me, at present.
My Beloved Brother and Sister came from New Zealand and spent 6 days with me. I did so appreciate their visit. Family are a type of solace, I know.
Scott Joplin, Solace