It’s 17 years since Dad died, and as he and Mum are always
in my heart, I thought I’d banished that deep, searing pain of grief. But tonight proved me very wrong. I was sitting contentedly by the fire when we
switched on the TV a few minutes early for our intended viewing. We caught the end of Gardeners’ World
featuring an amazing display of dahlias in an enthusiast’s garden. Mum and Dad loved dahlias and the sight of
this glorious collection caused such an unexpected physical sense of loss, I
was left breathless. Requiescat in pace
Mum and Dad
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