I took this picture this morning, thinking how it looked much like how I have been feeling - lonely.
When you're missing someone, you can be surrounded by many whilst feeling alone.
I miss my Nan.
She became the mother that mine was incapable of being.
I would love to sit on this bench, talk about my writing, my plans, work, family, and my wins & fails.
My missing of her just catches me out sometimes. It quietly bleeds into my life.
And just as quietly, I miss her.