Waking up this morning with sore throat, nose little full. Sun shining providing a wonderful warm, weather still cold but feeling more like the start of spring. Feeling rubbish at the moment going to end up driving some ginger and honey tea. Nothing was different just another weekend. I was reminded over breakfast, the anniversary. Unique way which family handles awful subjects we dance around the issue. Couple years ago my mother died, my mind adding a mental block against the subject. Spent most of the afternoon shopping thinking about it. Almost ended up randomly crying about it in a car park. Time goes on two prized possession become more valuable. Memories of her along with the emotions of joy. These days I can talk about that even find humor from that terrible day.  I find joy in the music she enjoyed and pleasure in reading. Only have one regret about that day but part of me thinks she knew. Whole thing I tried to distance myself from the pain just made it worse. You can’t escape death or hide from it no matter how much you try.

Ended up forgetting one important thing today, flowers…