Remembering.

My mum left us a year ago today, 20 minutes or so into the new day. I had held her hand for most of the day before, only letting go briefly to go to the loo or speak to a doctor. I remember finding it very profound - I was there for her last breath and she was there for my first. The circle of life. Captive on the carousel of time.

We didn’t mope today.

I had 11 hours of sleep *fanfare*

My sister, Jo, gifted me one of her fleeces and it matched my shorts perfectly.

Me, Noo, and Anna ventured into Seaton Carew. We won’t mention the weather, but the waffles and scrambled eggs at JoJo’s were amazing, and the fortune we spent in the amusements was well worth it.