Walking around town, seeing everyone carry on as normal, it saddened me that they all didn’t realise someone really important (my mum) is no longer on the earth. She has slipped off the earth and yet it still keeps spinning and people carry on. Like a child on a roundabout in a playground, I wished I could tell people we need to stop the spinning to let someone get back on.
That probably sounds daft but it was a thought that suddenly struck me as I wandered around.