Sadness Upon Sadness

I went to the Guildhall, Northampton this morning to sign the Book of Condolence for the Queen. Then, from midday, All Saints Church tolled the bells 96 times.

I don't practice any religion, though I do hope that the spirit lives on in some form, so I surprised myself by going into the church and simply sitting, listening to the bells and gazing at the candles and photos of the Queen arranged there, taking comfort in being with others doing the same.

I have wept so much these past three and a half weeks for David. I was surprised there were so many tears left to come, but come they did. I don't know if I was crying for the Queen, for David or for me. So much sadness.