Red Day

Another year gone by.

Andrew and I bought a beautiful red bowl in Bali as a reminder. I'll post a pic when I take it.

Last year, we put up our photos in red photo frames and were decorating our bar in red.

Hard to believe six years have passed.

The photo above was taken a long while back now - in our Muscat days at Andrew's 40th birthday.

In the bad old days when I smoked.

How disgusting!

No idea what we are giggling about. But I do know that we had an amazing night that night.

Thinking of you Mummy. I know you are watching over us all. Thank you for keeping us safe.

Thinking of you Daddy.

xxx

She is Gone

You can shed tears that she is gone

Or you can smile because she has lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back,

Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left.

Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,

Or you can be full of the love that you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,

Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she is gone,

Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind,

be empty and turn your back,

Or you can do what she would want:

smile, open your eyes, love and go on.

by David Harkins