Another year has arrived and for the first time ever in my existence I am heartbroken, only five days in and I am hoping that this isn’t the start of what is to come.
I have been brave over the past couple of months because a close friend of mine has been fighting a battle which is very hard to win.
You may remember that my close friend Sheila, who had been fighting Leukaemia for the past year unfortunately lost her battle the other day and all that I can say is that I am devastated.
My wife Ann has taken this particularly hard because they were so close and that is even harder to bear because there is nothing I can say or do that makes it any easier.
Sheila was one of those people who you meet in life who is unique, she was a one off, calm, never judged and never complained about anything.
She was brilliant and like many people on this planet who are often overlooked was unassuming, funny and above all kind.
All the qualities I love and respect and in this world we live in I find that this it is quite unique.
I am dreading the funeral because I know I will not be looking a what she achieved but what I have lost. I know that her family will be hurting far more than I but that does not make it any easier to bear.
Tonight I looked at a message on my phone and what I saw was probably the most uplifting heartbreaking image I will ever see.
I think that getting old is a challenge and bits stop working and we get a little set in our ways but the bit I can’t quite get my head around is that you loose the people who are closest to you and you are left with a huge hole in your life and that is almost an unbearable emptiness that almost overwhelms you.
So all that remains to be said that is I hope that Sheila has eventually found peace after a hard struggle and I wish that her family find comfort in the fact she has gone to a better place.
I only hope that whatever god they follow offers them some comfort in the coming weeks and months that are to come and they can look back with warm affection with the time they spent with Sheila.
I know Ann and I after the initial shock and sadness eventually will.