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My mum always used to give me an occasional envelope with money in it to 'treat myself'. I still have one of those (now tattered and much-sellotaped) envelopes with my name written on it in her beautiful, left-handed script. I save small amounts of cash in it throughout the year (my 'cash stash') and thank her when I eventually spend it on something I absolutely do not need but which brings me joy. I cannot yet bear to take her out of my address book. Maybe one day, but it is nine years and counting. Perhaps I need the oracle card which says 'LETTING GO' ...

Bob Johnson's avatar

This is so beautiful, I've struggled so much to delete names in my diary. In fact when my wife passed away i immediately went to the speed dial button for my dad (he's been dead for 10years).

If you do read this Beth I want to enroll on your course dealing with grief. Do you or have you recorded you reading poetry. I listened to your reading of Robert Frosts poem. It's gorgeous

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