Dear Mum,
It is Sunday 14 June, and so it is a year ago on the Sunday evening that the hospital rang to tell me you had just passed away. I had been with you most of the day, but had come home to feed the little cats. I have been thinking of you all weekend, and have not been able to do anything properly as my heart is so full of sadness. I sat on your bench in the park on Friday, and felt close to you. Your little laburnum tree has its first leaves and even some blossom, and one branch is reaching right up to the sky, in hope of new things and with a burst of new life. It makes me happy to see it every day. Dear Mum, I love you so much, and cannot believe I have been without you for a whole year.