tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578946806790913213.post5518114964118892860..comments2023-10-11T02:04:56.513+10:00Comments on Life on the hill: Sometimes when you leap you don't necessarily fall flat on your face...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077972791398339893noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578946806790913213.post-6250699148645482762011-03-13T02:50:35.953+10:002011-03-13T02:50:35.953+10:00Vicky I have been so out of cinq with the everythi...Vicky I have been so out of cinq with the everything and everyone. The 12 days it took my brother to die was torture for us all.. I still haven't got a grasp on any of it. <br /><br />Renato has been there with his online shoulder for me to cry on ... he can invariably make me laugh which is good & very necessary. He also held my hand during the demise of the other relationship... I hadn't realised how much S.was holding me together during my brothers senescence until he [S..not my brother] was gone and we had our final phone call. I miss his phone calls, texts and emails but some things aren't meant to be.<br />Time for bed... it is almost time to get up... xxBeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09799238648936150415noreply@blogger.com