Anniversary Memory

Yesterdayit was my birthday.

Today is Phil’s anniversary (33 years)

It took me fifteen years to get my birthday back from being ‘the day before Phil died’.

I can see him pursing his lips and giving me ‘the look’ for taking so long – but hey my grieving, 

my time.

After all, I did as he told me the day he wrote his will and we discussed his funeral.  

Getting up from the table he turned and pointed at me saying 

“And you – you’re not to sit here moping – you’re to go out, and do things, and be with people.”

But this year is different again.

Perhaps because of George.

Because somewhere way back in the back of my mind I can hear Phil’s chesty chortle and George’s throaty giggle.

Like two schoolboys revelling in each other’s company and wit.

From the Facebook Archives

24 September 2009 at 12:15

Phil's anniversary today. 

Driving to Lidl I saw George (Welch) proceeding along Chilly Rd.

The traffic was slow enough for me to wind the window down, call out his name and blow him a kiss.

Happy coincidence?

Mercy Shipskitchen  Deffinatly happy.  Coincidence...who knows.

Woolerwoman  Happy, yes - coincidence?  How often do you see George down Chilly Rd???

Faye  The lovely Phil.  And the lovely George. Happy memories...

Ms Exlibris  Some very drunk memories....love to you xx