by Grace Roberts
(UK)
It is now nearly six months since Oscar died. It seems like it was only yesterday and I miss him more and more.
Tonight was a dreadful time; bonfire night and I remembered how he would hide from the bangs and the whistles, under the bed or table. All I could see would be a pair of huge terrified eyes as I crawled on the floor to reassure him. Then, when the noise died down, out he would come looking for his supper.
I have cried bucket loads tonight and I feel drained and tired. I wish he was with me still.
Night night sweet pea. Mummy loves you still.
Xxxxx

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