My Dad, Sister and I went for a walk along the bank of the River
Spey from its mouth to the old railway bridge a few hundred yards upstream. It was
cathartic to get some fresh air. But all the time I remembered the walks we used to go on when my Mum was with us. When I took a photo of my Dad and Sister, I wanted to say to my Mum that she should be in the photo. But she wasn't there.
And I remember the final trip we went on back on October when I drove my Mum and Dad to Urquhart Castle on the shores of Loch
Ness. This is the final photo I ever took of my Mother.
Goodbye Mum. You lived a full and active life and I must now live the rest of my life without you. And I need to look after my Dad who is greiving very much. May your soul rest in peace.
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