Dear Clive, I know exactly what Lesley means, a broken heart I don’t think ever heals. As Lesley imagines you sitting there on her sofa, I too can visualise you everywhere in the house. I sometimes hear noises and creaks coming from upstairs, and I always just think it is you going to the bathroom, then I realise that it can’t be you, and never will be you again. You have been gone 21 weeks today, that is 147 days that we have been without you, never seeing you or hearing your voice again in person just seems like a nightmare that never ends. I know you wouldn’t want to see us all upset, but you know it’s really hard some days just carrying on on my own. I miss you doing all the little jobs you used to do here, I miss you just sitting here next to me, I miss going out in the car with you, the list is endless. I love you so very much and I wish every day that we could have had more time together. The pain in my heart will always stay with me, I love you my Clive. 💔💔💔💔💔😘😘