So, after much deliberation,
we thought, "Hang the expense" and booked a week in Bermuda.
And oh my, it was worth every penny.
View from our hotel.
On the ferry from St.George's to Dockyard.
We're like two peas in a pod.
Bermuda is beautiful and there's no denying it, I fell in love.
Sure, it's a long way to go for 6 nights,
and yes, it's expensive.
But the reality is, we had a fabulous time.
There were times I felt what could only be described as happy
and I knew that Mum would approve.
That's not to say that I didn't feel sad.
Right when I realised that I couldn't send Mum a postcard.
Right when I marked my first birthday without her.
Right when I heard The Boy Child remark that, "Granny would love this."
But I did it. We did it.
We ventured to somewhere new and made a thousand or more memories.
We did it without her, but we did it without forgetting her.