'Some people feel the rain, others just get wet'. Bob Marley.
I can't believe that we're into April! It's been almost seven months since I lost my partner and, although my head knows that he'll not be coming back, my heart is still waiting - still hoping that it might have been a dream. I go through the motions of each day, but the joy is missing. It's a wonderful time of year and we would have been seeing the garden awaken together, but I have this great sadness of witnessing it alone. It's quite amazing that what looked dead two weeks ago, is now showing signs of life. Birds are nesting and the days are fooling me into later evening meals as I don't realise what time it is. The garden, though, is my therapy and I chatter away while I'm working. It's a huge garden and was beginning to feel too much for the two of us, but I'm doing my best and hope that he'd be proud of me. Unfortunately, I have this complicated friend thing called Fibromyalgia and it doesn't really like me gardening! I'm ver...