Post Script - 2014


It is now more than ten years since Anne died. They say that time heals but it does not seem to do so with me. The hurt is just as intense as it ever was.


I think of her all the time and ponder things that might have made her life better.


Her personal possessions still lie exactly where she had them ten years ago. I do not feel worthy of touching them. I know this happens with other people who have been unfortunate enough to lose someone dear to them. I always thought that such a response was irrational.