Two long years since Nan left us.

Miss her so much.

September really does hurt the soul and show the scares on the heart are still there.

With the passing of Ebony inbetween the two anniversaries this year I don’t think my heart can take much more this month.

The hard part of these anniversaries is when they fall on a work day and you have to turn up and act as if nothing is up.

It’s only once you get home and close that front door that you are alone with your grief and memories. When the emotions that you have bottled up all day can come out. The tears flow.

Nan I love you. Look after the wolf pack for me.