At lunchtime I saw my grandma in a shop. Only I didn't, because she died 4 years ago this week
This little lady was her to a T. Same height, same hair, same face, same glasses, same smile. It was only when she spoke to the sales assistant and didn't have a Yorkshire accent that I was sure it wasn't her.
Since I saw her I've felt really shocked and on the verge of tears. She was 92 when she died and although I was sad at her passing I haven't been upset until today.
I have been particularly upset by the news of the M6 crash so perhaps I'm just on edge. Does anyone recognise this "shocked" feeling?