Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Bye Bye Biscuit Aisle

I'm fine most of the time. You mightn't even think I'm sad at all, to talk to me. I'm very matter-of-fact about it, philosophical even.

But it comes in waves. I got a huge blast of sadness in Tesco this evening. I got very upset. Memories of mundanity. And the thought that no more will I think of something nice to cook for us or find a treat to bring home to him.

1 comment:

popps said...

Tesco can be like that on a good day too.
It will get easier.