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Date: 20 July 2008 12:15:15
I seem to be measuring everything by 'since Esther died' at the moment. Last Sunday was the first Sunday service since she died. And today is the first church lunch. The other night I dreamed I was at some church gathering or other and I suddenly said 'Where's Esther?' Because she was always there.
If it's like this for me, I can't begin to imagine what it's like for her mother. Well, actually, sadly I can, because I've seen what it was like for my mother to lose a child. As for imagining losing my own, I'd rather not go there.