I'm thinking of you especially today, Steve.
We should have been celebrating our wedding anniversary together. Instead, I am marking the day without you, for the third time since your death in February 2016.
It's got me thinking about anniversaries when we were together.....including the memorable trip to Marrakech to celebrate our "Ruby" wedding anniversary, toasting each other on the roof terrace of the KozyBar, watching the storks fly back and forth from their nests on the walls of the El Badi Palace.
Believe it or not, I was back there a couple of weeks ago, at the end of a second tour of Morocco with fellow photography enthusiasts. The storks were settling down for the night, but we watched from the roof terrace of the bar, drinking wine as the sun disappeared from view, the mosques became illuminated and the call to prayer echoed around the city.
It was a calculated risk, taking the group to the same place where we had celebrated a special anniversary, but the right decision. I now have more happy memories to keep me going when the going gets tough.
There is another important event on the horizon this year. Our daughter is getting married in November! You would love her partner, Davie. So sad that you won't be there to walk her down the aisle - or more precisely to where Davie will be waiting for her, as (like our own marriage) as this won't be a religious ceremony. But it will be a joyful one!
You would also be very proud of our son Jack, who has just completed the London Marathon. Where does he get his strength and endurance from I wonder? ;)
Rather than running away from home like I did on the first anniversary without you, or spending the day alone with my thoughts like last year, I will be with others, hosting a meal here to say thank you for some of our lovely friends / neighbours who have given me practical help and emotional support when I need it. That's a good way to spend a special day.
You will be missed.
You are missed.
But you are not forgotten.
Remembering you with love xx
We should have been celebrating our wedding anniversary together. Instead, I am marking the day without you, for the third time since your death in February 2016.
It's got me thinking about anniversaries when we were together.....including the memorable trip to Marrakech to celebrate our "Ruby" wedding anniversary, toasting each other on the roof terrace of the KozyBar, watching the storks fly back and forth from their nests on the walls of the El Badi Palace.
Believe it or not, I was back there a couple of weeks ago, at the end of a second tour of Morocco with fellow photography enthusiasts. The storks were settling down for the night, but we watched from the roof terrace of the bar, drinking wine as the sun disappeared from view, the mosques became illuminated and the call to prayer echoed around the city.
It was a calculated risk, taking the group to the same place where we had celebrated a special anniversary, but the right decision. I now have more happy memories to keep me going when the going gets tough.
There is another important event on the horizon this year. Our daughter is getting married in November! You would love her partner, Davie. So sad that you won't be there to walk her down the aisle - or more precisely to where Davie will be waiting for her, as (like our own marriage) as this won't be a religious ceremony. But it will be a joyful one!
You would also be very proud of our son Jack, who has just completed the London Marathon. Where does he get his strength and endurance from I wonder? ;)
Rather than running away from home like I did on the first anniversary without you, or spending the day alone with my thoughts like last year, I will be with others, hosting a meal here to say thank you for some of our lovely friends / neighbours who have given me practical help and emotional support when I need it. That's a good way to spend a special day.
You will be missed.
You are missed.
But you are not forgotten.
Remembering you with love xx
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| May 2012 - Marrakech |
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| May 1972 Oxfordshire |
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| 1947-2016 |
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