It’s the little things..

Who would have guessed there are bear-traps in Sainsburys?  I was shopping there with my daughter yesterday when I was suddenly struck by the horrible truth …that Carys wasn’t there and would never be there again.  Don’t get me wrong: we loathed shopping there, it was always a chore, so I didn’t expect to have this kind of feeling.  It left me feeling empty.

I’m sure this is the way of it; you are ambushed by the tiny trivia of your lives.  A pair of trainers, a coat hanging in the airing cupboard, a book left half read…  and yet Life goes on.

Tags: Carys

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