I'm heading back to England for two weeks. On March 17, the Royal Navy will be committing my Dad's ashes to the sea. I'm expecting it to be a very emotional and powerful experience. Dad will be back in the environment where he was always happiest. And I'm hoping I'll finally have some closure to an extraordinary and intense few months.
I don't know if I can possibly get everything together in time. So much to do, not least an enormous amount of writing. Oh well; I can only do what I can do.
I don't know if I can possibly get everything together in time. So much to do, not least an enormous amount of writing. Oh well; I can only do what I can do.