I was feeling a little bit ill today, after getting the flat all cleaned up for Hana, who is in for the weekend from Stockholm.
I lay down for a while, and my mind flashed back through recent weeks, and I so badly wanted you to be there--here--cuddling me. I needed those cuddles today.
And then I thought about my Grandmother, and about how she hasn't been cuddled or held since my Grandfather passed away when I was 12-years-old. I'm now 24.
She is so strong.
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