A Vigil

Someone who I hold very dear does not have much longer for this world. It’s not uncommon to feel that the worst part of a break-up isn’t losing the other person (especially when time has provided a little perspective), it’s losing touch with their family. After the initial hurt of my last big break-up had mellowed, the thing that really stuck out was how much I was missing the rest of his family, who┬áI had spent so much time with, adventures over to Devonport on the regular to see C and V and O. My timing in going to Wellington … Continue reading A Vigil