Snippets of Grief

 It's been a big couple of days. I wish you were here to talk to, but of course, if you were here to talk to, some of this hurt wouldn't need to be talked about. Your children all have been by in the last couple of days to say their goodbyes to Summer, because we - as I am sure you know - organised H to take her. She's just gone. I feel like I failed you, that I couldn't keep her longer; and I feel so sad that she's not here anymore - not just for her own goofy sake, but because there's another piece of you gone.

Today I can't stop crying. You're supposed to be here, you damn asshole. I've lost so much already, why you too? And because I've lost you, I have to lose Summer, too.