Sitting next to Dolly in hospital, my mind wondered to past Sundays. The kitchen table beautifully set with fresh flowers and shining cutlery, my family gathered around the table chatting through steaming plates of my mums delicious home cooked meals.
These favourite days of mine seem firmly lodged behind worry and sadness.
The view from the window of blue skies and golden trees however help keep my hope where it should be.
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