Burial
On the 21st November we buried Evelyn’s ashes. It’s taken a couple of weeks to be able to return to writing my blog. Even now, after writing that first line, I just take a moment that seems to last a lifetime. I miss her everyday, so much. I can’t explain what it feels like to see your daughter reduced to ashes, it’s hurts more than I can describe. I would give anything to hold her tiny hands again, see her beautiful big eyes open again, cuddle her against my chest, feeling her breathe. Aly and I went to the dark sky park in Northumberland over the weekend, glamping. There is no light pollution there so at night the sky is just spectacular. I believe that we all start as stardust and end as stardust. To me there isn’t anything more beautiful than a clear night sky, looking up at the stars I feel so insignificant but also part of something so magnificent. I see Evelyn in the stars, watching us, loving us. We then visited York on our way home overnight. York is o...