Well, I think that is what happened. We were sitting together this morning, and she told me she had thought happy thoughts of Fred yesterday, without crying. Which I thought was good. I mean, we miss him. And three weeks is a long time to be without him. But I am beginning to be used to it and I hope she is too.
And then they played a nice song on the radio called “All I want for Christmas is you”. And Mummy started crying again. I just snuggled her and let her carry on till she’d stopped. Then she blew her nose and we cuddled each other again.