Yesterday was 2 years since Terry passed.
I have to say I am in a much better place, but still miss him so much.
I still have the most vivid dreams about Terry and I wake up thinking his still here and did all that pain and suffering really happen?
I watched a Christmas film the other night and cried so badly afterwards. But I seem to be able to manage my grief somehow now. I tell myself “Oh no you don’t, not today Tracey”
I know I will always love and miss Terry, but time does make it that bit easier, and I still have the occasional bad day.