Memories

I went for an early morning run to try and clear my head after an awful nights sleep. My mind wouldn't switch off, going over bad memories and when I did drop off, I had lots of dreams about my Dad; which as always, were brilliant, but leave me feeling very sad when I wake up. The mist was beautiful on the run, and it felt good to get some of that cold Autumnal air into my lungs.

The beautiful weather was a small positive in an otherwise very sad day where we said goodbye to my friend's Dad. He also had cancer. It was a difficult day, but so lovely to hear more about his life during the very moving service. I'll always remember the warm sun pouring through the windows on to us.