Loss

I've lost my two favourite uncles in the past week. One from just round the corner, one in Australia.

I have many happy memories of both. F gave me many snowball-filled, opinionated Christmases, whilst E was a wonderful host who arranged numerous bus tours around the Sunshine Coast. Both have gone too soon.  

I've wanted to spend these last couple of weeks incubated in my family, surrounded by love and warmth. Not just my Suffolk manor, but in the company of the people talking to God for us.  

These men both lived full, happy lives - details of which I'm only now finding out about. They both made mistakes, but they brought a huge amount of love and joy to those around them. They've left their mark on me, and I'll miss them dearly.