7 Years.

It's 7 years, since my lovely Christian died.

Not a day goes by when I don't think of him, and miss him.

We all went to the cemetery early, as the forecast was for heavy rain, but that  didn't eventuate.

Isabella was lovely putting her Mummy's flowers on the grave.  (Unfortunately, I took all the photos before I put my own flowers there.)

Later on Alexandra and the girls came over and spent the afternoon and evening with us.  I'm grateful for this as it meant I didn't spending too much time brooding.