Our Dear Aunt Gladys
“If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden.” – Claudia Adrienne Grandi
Missing you ...xx
Helen
20th July 2019
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland