Go firmly to the window, drink it in.....

I walked past the place where my mum was cremated recently. I wasn't expecting the surge of emotion that came upon me all of a sudden. I hung back a little from those I was walking with, as even the slightest attempt at conversation would have sent me into a blubbering wreck.

What struck me is that even when you haven't seen a lost loved one for such a long time, they are never really truly that far from your thoughts, and that we all are inter-dependant, each of us continuing to exert an influence on each other, even those we don't see any more or those who are at a distance - or even after we are long gone..