Last Sunday I wrote about the sadness of loss, and I honestly didn’t think for one minute that it would effect so many of you, or that there would be so many readers in a similar position.
So. To turn a whole one-eighty I thought I’d share a lovely little story instead, make this Sunday a whole lot more upbeat.
After I had mentioned my Nana’s illness and the fact she lived in Wales quite a few folk asked whereabouts (a little village called Rogerstone as it happens).. and it turns out from the comments that one of you lovelies lives just up the road.
Anyway. Some time later that day I received an email from Rosemary, the lady who lives within a stones throw of my Nana’s abode (turns out Rose entered our real bride competition last year and was selected as a finalist) offering to deliver my Nana some flowers.
“What a nice thing to do” I thought, especially as Rose and I have never even met, hardly communicated even. Then I thought actually, this is a really lovely thing to do.
A random act of kindness in what is sometimes, a disappointing and resentful world.
So Rose, this post is dedicated to you flower. Because a little bit of good goes a long long way.
Big Sunday Love