Loss and Love

Anne Welsh

I'm an only child, and mum and dad had finally split up in 1983. Mum and I were pretty much a unit all of my life. She was a really strong-minded woman, and we had quite a firey relationship at times. I loved her.

On the Tuesday morning, I set off to work as usual, other than I had no husband to say goodbye to. Chris had headed off to India, with work, on the Sunday, so it was just me and my Cairn Terrier, Archie, at home. And as usual, I came home at lunchtime, to walk him. And that's when my world changed. ... (continues)