[caption id="attachment_3030" align="alignright" width="226"]<a href="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/01/Susie-Jane-R2.-June-1970.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-3030" src="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/01/Susie-Jane-R2.-June-1970-226x300.jpg" alt="Susie and Jane at college" width="226" height="300" /></a> Susie and Jane at college[/caption]

And they said there would be dark days... I've been so long without being hit by a dark wave that I'd started to believe I had this grief malarkey cracked. I was so convinced that I decided to empty a couple of drawers of Jane's clothes. Her clothes and cosmetics are around me every day and I think it helps me to pretend that everything is “normal” but of course it isn’t and never will be again. I wasn't ready for what came afterwards - a day of weeping and depression. I'm not as ready to move on as I thought I was.

It's possible that it was worse because I met up with and had a lovely time with our college friends on Monday. It emphasises who is missing as if it needed emphasis. Tomorrow's another day...