11/11/11

Today I thought about my best friend Kim. We buried her mum 2 years ago today and after the service I disappeared to the beach and sat a while to reflect.
Mumsie Hazel was such a vibrant fun loving woman and so caring but cancer took her just as it does many others every day.
I sat on the beach in the cold wet weather and thought also of my grandad William Handy and of how wonderful he was, the stories of WW2 and how my grandmother Babs had to leave the house twice due to bombings. That was a life we shall hopefully never have to endure.
I stood and watched the waves at 11:00 and held my two minute silence alone. It was just as it should be.