My only sister died at the beginning of this year.
It was a big shock at the time because she hadn't been ill, but I'm getting over it now.
I'm absolutely fine as long as no one talks to me about death. Or sisters. Or hot tubs, gardens, garden centres, charity shops, carveries, Costa coffee, presents, Alice in Wonderland, decluttering, dogs, chihuahuas, NCIS, hair dye, or Brighton.
As long as I don't catch sight of the weeping pear tree she gave me, or the soap dishes, or the pouffe. Or the wrapping paper I bought for Christmas covered in little dogs.
Have you read Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine? It's a great book.
Eleanor Oliphant is fine and I'm fine too. Absolutely, perfectly, completely fine.
Thank you for asking.
4 COMMENTS:
I'm so sorry, dear. That's gotta be rough.
Thanks, Stacy :)
Oh, my lovely friend, your attitude after the passing of your sister, is absolutely heartening. In peace and thoughts your way, Gary
Thanks, Gary. Your support means a lot.
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