It's 27 weeks since you were stolen from me. I continue to function. Continue to live and breathe. Work. Do. But a part of me is gone forever. I told you I would hold your hand right up to the door but couldn't go further than that. Truth is. Part of me did go with you. I miss you my wonderful Neil. I even miss the bits about you that aggravated me! What I wouldn't give to hug you one more time? xxxxxxx