Sometimes it's hard to find the time to feel sad when you're so busy with other things. You're always occupied by something else. Your job. Your children. Everything in between. Sometimes you don't realise you are even feeling sad.
Then it catches you completely off guard in the quiet of the evening when you find yourself alone, putting away the dishes and feeling overwhelmed by the sight of a cake tin. And you spend the next half an hour crying into the washing up bowl, your chest knotted with nostalgia and regret.
And you wipe away the tears and make a cup of tea before preparing for tomorrow. Because it is coming and it will be here all too soon.
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