It’s a very dark time ...
I’m rarely touched but I’m reminded in the strangest way of a time when I was sad beyond consolation and my dear grandma gathered up my raggedy old teddy bear and sewed upon his face two shiny green buttons.
It seems the silliest thing, but those buttons remained on old teddy until one day he just left my side — and I haven’t the slightest clue when or where his job was done .
I sometimes think we lose the magic in ourselves but now I’m old and I see magic everywhere when sweet memories come to spend the night.
May your grief be brief and all your memories long and sweet.