It comes on at strange unexpected moments. Today was sitting on the airplane reading a proper semi-business related grown up book (with only a few pictures) about the growth of the organization behind the London marathon of all random things.
But when it happens I just can’t help myself. I’ve been told it’s normal, but the things that set it off are so small and random some times.
This time was a throwaway line about a hand written signs seen along the marathon route one year. My emotions get the better of me and I feel myself getting rather teary eyed. I’m stressed, tired and on days like this it does not take much, but I know it’s a natural and indeed healthy way of dealing with things.
One thing I’ve learned over the last year or so is that all deal with loss differently. I miss you mum.
