These happy memories were painful, as I wrote these down with my Sharpie pens. I had to stop and return to it another day, as I mentioned in “The painful healing journey starts.”
Looking at this again, although it still hurts, it’s not as painful as it was when I first started writing this.
My happy memories, with Sandra and Michael
- In the car with Sandra. ‘Showaddywaddy,’ is playing. I get Sandra to fast forward to ‘Hey Rock ‘n’ Roll,’ so the music is turned up and we could throw our hand in the air to the bump bump bump of the drum, in the chorus part. While we are doing this in the car park of a pub, Michael is sitting on the wall with day and they are laughing.
- Polishing for Sandra, with her brass, on her brass ornaments and on the bottom of her lamp.
- Having weekends at their house.
- Having week’s on ends, in the school holidays.
- Knowing the love they had, for children.
- Chats with Michael.
- Chats with Sandra.
- The laughs with them both.
- Sandra’s baked dumplings.
- Chippy night.
- Seeing part of a farm with Michael.
- Decorating their Christmas tree a couple of times.
- Day trips out.
- The car rides.
- Doing odd bits of cleaning for Sandra.
- Seeing Sandra’s work place.
- Decorating for them.
- Michael’s perfect ‘dippy’ boiled egg, for breakfast.
- Their smiles. I will never forget their smiles.