This has taken a long time to get around to writing mainly because my thoughts and feelings are just so mixed up. Life seems to be lived in a constant daze. It feels like I'm not quite here. My concentration is affected added to which I hate January/February. This start of the new year has been extra hard maybe because I worked through Christmas and New Year and maybe because of some very difficult times at the beginning of the last two years and the fear of the same thing happening again. Mainly its just missing Dominic and feeling extra sad on top of that because of the above. Last night in bed I stared at the screen saver on my phone which is, of course, one of my many favourite photos of Dominic. That boy sure took a good picture. I found myself scrutinising his face... his deep,gentle eyes, his curly hair, his soft cheeks, the crease of his forehead caused by years of looking puzzled about everything, his chicken pox scar over the right of his top lip,the scar on his rig...