I dont know that to say…….I just know that I still miss you Willie and even though there is that saying that time heals…..I feel like I miss you more than ever and Anto, well my heart is full of you too.
I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea.
Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground
Somehow that is do adept…..
Love you, bro
Steph
I spent Willie’s anniversary (after work) discussing literature in a pub with some workmates. It’s a book club.
I’m not entirely sure what Willie would think of a book club. Polite disdain I imagine. Nevertheless, walking in the door once I got home I had this moment of looking forward to the discussion I’d have with him about what I was reading and what those others said about it. He’d probably have read the book we’re on (casually and just coincidentally because he wasn’t a book club person) and we’d have debated our differing viewpoints into the night.
Those times were gone long before Willie died. But there are always those moments, stepping through that invisible portal, where he’s almost there, maybe lighting a cigarette and just about to “elucidate” before finishing his beer.
Xx
So well expressed Eileen x