Back on our Beach

Me: I’m going to have to find pocketfuls of happiness again, aren’t I?

Nell: Yes. It’s the only way through this.

Me: One was being back on our beach again and seeing you dogs enjoying yourselves.

Nell: Yes. Harriet was over the moon.

Me: She loves the sea and so does my Big Brave Beautiful Boy.

Nell: It was good for everyone.

Me: You enjoyed a paddle.

Nell: I did.

Me: But going there without Poppy was heartbreaking.

Nell: I know.

Me: Kev and I struggled to hold back the tears.

Nell: Just let them flow. It’s fine.

Me: Another pocketful of happiness was all the kind messages of support and cups of tea everyone sent us.

Nell: People are very kind.

Me: They are. It’s been quite overwhelming.

Nell: Poppy was greatly loved by so many.

Me: She was.

Nell: And she always will be.

Me: She would have enjoyed yesterday’s shenanigans a lot.

Nell: I’m sure she was directing it all from above.

Me: Gladys and the llamas are excellent sword fighters.

Nell: Poppy has been teaching them.

Me: And everyone’s hats were amazing.

Nell: I know you’re trying to stay upbeat for us all but there’s no need.

Me: Okay.

Nell: Just take one day at a time. That’s all you can do.

Me: This is going to be a very difficult week, Nell.

Nell: I know.

Me: We’re scattering my little sister Alex’s ashes at my mother’s grave on Thursday.

Nell: Yes.

Me: I have to be strong for her children.

Nell: You will be.

Me: What if I’m not?

Nell: Everyone will understand. But you can do this.

Me: How do you know?

Nell: Because I will be there by your side.

Me: Yes.

Nell: And Poppy will be watching over you.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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