It's my wedding anniversary today. But DH died last October. And right now I'm sat in A&E with DD (she's fine, thankfully, paramedics brought her here as a precaution after she choked) and we've been here for 5 hours now without seeing anyone beyond the initial triage nurse and I realised that I have no idea how we're going to get home because I don't have anyone to call to come and pick us up.
I can't help but think about how different this would all be if DH was still alive. And that's breaking my heart. I'm so, so lost and sad without him.