Each night I let the dog outside and I stand there shivering staring up into the night sky. Looking at the stars. Is one of those stars my T? (He died earlier this year and I miss him so.) Maybe it's because it is that time of year. I used to give him a gift each Christmas. Sometimes I gave him toffees and he would smile with glee that his as mother-in-law could share them and maybe pull her false teeth out! The last couple of years I tried to give him something more meaningful. He was into Buddhism so I bought him a book on Dalai Lama quotes. He loved that.

Maybe he is up there in the sky looking down on me. I feel his presence sometimes and often wonder if he did reincarnate and is walking around on this planet somewhere.

Yes, I miss him.