I'm sat in the garden having a glass of wine after giving some of our shrubs a severe hair cut. I can hear the birds singing. The sound of water trickling and the dogs playing. If I try really hard I can imagine that you're just inside watching tv and that you'll come out and join me soon. We will chat about your day. Chat about my day. Put the world to rights. Just like we did so many times before.
I can't imagine a time when this pain might end :(