Friday, 27 February 2009

The little things

We popped to the supermarket on our way back from today's drive. Rather naughtily we parked in a parent and child extra-space-for-pushchair spaces near the entrance (in our defence your honour, the car park was quite empty and there were loads of extra parent and child spaces).

And then it hit me. Oh. We should have been parking there. George might have been here by now. And so I hung on to Ray and cried a bucketful of tears before wiping my nose and going shopping.


8 comments:

  1. Hugs. George should have been there with you two. It is the little things where it hits most how much we have lost.

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  2. Sorry, Barbara. ((Hugs))

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  3. Oh, dear. I'm so sorry. Sending (((hugs)))

    BYW I love the song on your blog. I always stay and listen to the whole thing before going to another blog. Thanks for sharing it.

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  4. I'm so sorry. It hits so unexpectedly doesn't it? ((HUGS))

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  5. Um, yeah. Its the "should"s that get me every time. I'd be "fine" if it weren't for the damn shoulds - thinking of the way things should be. . . I'm sorry you had this reminder. And I'm sorry things aren't the way they should be.

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  6. Thinking of you and George tonight Barbara

    x

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  7. Out of no where! It's like a baseball bat that comes slamming into your face! I hate those momments too! None of this should be this way. We shouldn't even have these blogs. ARGH!!!

    (((hugs))) Lots and lots of them!

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