as time passes, the weeks turn into months. i visit your grave all the time to make sure it it all tidy and full of colour for you. i just can not accept that you are there. i feel you are with me every single day, everyone deals with things in there own way for me you are still with us we just can no longer see you. mothers day is coming, it will never be the same again even though i have amelia. i take comfort in the thought that this mothers day you will be spending it with you mum. i hope you are being looked after up there, your proberly sorting them out i expect like my old mum was like before you got ill. i think about you everyday and always will. sleep tight mum and make sure the bed bugs dont bite. if they do bite them back. love you lots kj xx