I’m on the third night of Dave being away now.  And as I suspected, I do feel better.  Getting used to it again.  There is still a level of fear in my heart, but not as much as the first night (except when Max goes mad barking at something making you think someone is creeping around your house at night!!!).

I will be always grateful for having Dave in my life.  That gratitude has never left me from the moment we met.  This time without him only reinforces that within me. 

All those years living alone and being single (with unmentionable male disasters along the way!).  They certainly help you to know, recognise, appreciate and love a great guy when he finally comes along. 

Gratitude.

This is one of my favourite photos of Dave. It was taken in our very early days on a bushwalking trip.