<img class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-3107" src="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/01/juliajanesue-200x194.jpg" alt="julia+jane+sue" width="200" height="194" />I know this seems odd and I know you've ceased to exist but you live on in my head and my heart, so I need to talk to you. I want to have those conversations that we had about nothing and everything; where you were my moral compass and guided me through life; where we talked about what was on TV; discussed the garden and how we would make changes; we talked all the time.

Today was particularly difficult. I don't know why but right from the moment I woke up I missed you more than ever. I do wonder whether I'm over dramatizing this but I don't think so because this is how I feel and I've never felt like this before.

I'd like you to know I cooked dinner tonight using potatoes and parsnips out of your garden - they were your vegetables and they were delicious. I've also tidied up one of the vegetable plots and will move on to the others as the weather permits. Trust me your garden will live on... Love &amp; Hugs Steve xxxxx