Dear Clive, for some reason today I’m feeling your loss even more. Tomorrow will mark 26 weeks since you’ve been gone, 6 months. Where has that time gone? At times the days and weeks drag by, I think of you all the time, especially sitting outside the school, the school you always had to sit outside when you were well. Our house really does feel empty and lonely now. I often sit here at night thinking back to when we first met and all the obstacles we had to overcome before we could actually get married. I think of all the great times we had at the Grafton dancehall in Liverpool. We had some of our best times in Liverpool but do you know what, I don’t think I could go there again without you. Laura keeps asking me to go but I just can’t do it. Time passes but it’s not the great healer people say it is. I always have this ache inside of me, so hard to explain, it’s like a lead weight. Should have been Jason’s wedding this Saturday but it’s postponed again, now it’s October. All the stress associated with that doesn’t help the way I’m feeling. How are we going to do it without you. You had it all worked out, now we are going to miss you so much. Love you Clive, always will. Anne. 💔💔💔💔💔