grief...the uninvited.

The last few days, I have been missing Phil so much.

Grief is a strange creature that seems to come and go as it pleases, with no regard for the people that it pays visits to and the timetables they may have.

There is so much to miss.  So much to be so thankful for too.  I cried and cried the other day when I was remembering Phil telling me he loved me for the last time.  But not everyone gets that opportunity.  Such a painful, yet special memory. 

I witnessed the baptism of three students this last week at work.  It was such a happy occassion.  But the flashbacks to Phil having a stroke on the night before his baptism and the days and months that followed are flowing thick and fast.

I miss this kid.  More than I can say. 

Kris x