Today was the memorial lunch for Barbara with Robert, Les and Jan. Doris was unable to attend as she had to go to for tests on her hip. There's not much to say except a story I'd never heard before. When Barbara was working at the Rainbow charity shop she would let small children play with things in the 50p toys box while their mothers looked around the shop and then when they left she would let the children take what they were playing with, for free.
I am unsettled. I think the loss moves into a new phase. Rather than the loss of the immediate presence of Barbara (although that pops up at its own will ... tales I would like tell her etc. and I still can't approach the answerphone messages) it is more a deeper remembrance of the times we shared together. The pain is not so acute, but is there as a chronic background ache.
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