My Journey Through Grief

We both had this week off work and we decided to keep our booking at a campsite. I had booked it when my Dad was first admitted to hospital. I always loved to go camping with my Dad, so it seemed right that we still went. We didn't start going our our little family camping trips until 2010, after I went to Glastonbury Festival for the first time. We never used to go far, we lived in Suffolk at the time and we found a beautiful campsite 20 minutes away that felt a million miles away from home. We also found one near Holkham, on the North Norfolk coast that we liked too. Lots of happy memories from those weekends away.  This week, Darren and I had booked into a campsite on a farm near Leek in Staffordshire. We stayed for 3 nights and had the place to ourselves for the first 2, it was bliss. We camped in the meadow, alongside the sheep, who provided us with entertainment and company.  We had a lovely few days, even the weather provided us with a heatwave. We went to have a look a...