We started having real coffee beans about 6 years ago, it was our once a day ritual.
You always made a proper lovely mug of coffee.
I never quite got it the same as you.
Now I fill the cafetiere half way
There's just me.
It's never quite a nice as yours.
Reality is hitting me
seeping through the shock
facing the coffee pot.
PS The bees are for you.
Where Did You Go?
Writing my way through the grief of losing my Husband in Nov 2021,
Dad April 2021 and
Mum September 2019.