I've been cloud watching. I remember those days between Florence's birth and her burial when I would lay on my bed clutching a soft doll I wanted to smell of me before it could be placed in her coffin. I would lie there watching the clouds.
Tomorrow will be two years since her burial.I've never written much about that day. I probably never will.
The day of Hope's funeral is etched in my mind. A day I know I will never forget, even the tiniest of details.
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ReplyDeleteoh honey (((hugs)))
ReplyDeletewe have lots of clouds today - a little remembrance for Florence and for you as I watch them xx