New Years Day

As the echos of the Christmas carrels disappear into the distance, I find myself living a living death sentence, as Ebenezer’s chain held him down, I find my chains of sorrow grow each day as my heart breaks over and over again.

Lizzie was very upset today, she told her mum that she miss George and wanted to know when she would die so she could be with him once more, what can you say, how strong must I be, all I wont to do is break down and sob, this is not right