She'll never see this view in person

From our flat, out over the beach. A week before we were rushing to see her in hospital. Today we were more calmly getting ready to travel up to Dundee for her funeral. Until things took a turn for the worse, there had been progress. She and my father had been making trips out. She'd been slowly building her strength. Looking to travel further afield. Down to Edinburgh in a month or two perhaps and then to Yorkshire at some point. As it turned out sadly it was not to be and it was only a brief respite. But for all that I believe those last months, and the quality of life she enjoyed almost to the very end were so valuable for her and for my father. And for that I am very thankful.