Sabstone


Yesterday morning I learnt my friend Sabstone from Malawi
passed away from high blood pressure.

I had  fooled myself that after George and Mum's
deaths, any other would be easier.
Ha!
Been drowning  in tears and memories.

Reminded me of a conversation I had with Mum, there's no
'small' death.
It all hurts

Rest well Sabstone, you will be missed

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