Some flames never die.

There have been many changes. Mum has passed on. Her diagnosis was sudden and eventually was her death. Mercifully her passing, taking 3 months, allowed family and friends to bid her goodbye. She was so proud at the revelation she'd generated so much respect within a large group of people.

Her funeral brought together 100 people. There were 3 distinct sets of people. There was family, there was her religious community and there was her medical community. The intermingling allowed each to gather a little more of mum's sole into their memories.

Thankfully my family remains strong. I hate dealing with all the paperwork that goes with someone dying and frankly I'm dealing with it poorly and slowly. There seems to be very little time to do things.

I continue to play my sports...Wednesday, Saturday and Sunday. I have my good days and put away a handful of goals. I have my bad days when the ball refuses to obey my instructions.

Lisa did briefly enter my life and then I cut her off. However, as my heading implied, she's never out of my thoughts. She's trying for a modelling career and has posted some beautiful pictures. She's expressed a hope for a career in a hotter climate. Her sister joined her sometime last year. Her sister seems to be more mature and appears to be enjoying her second stay in the country.

Time for sleep. I've got an early start tomorrow.

Ironically all these trials and tribulations are what make life...life. I know that consciously but even though I appreciate life could be much much worse...I still wish for a little love and companionship..a little touchy feely comfort on a love level.