Some time later

Well Zander, you have now reached the ripe old age of 6 months, and I cannot remember seeing such a happy, contented baby. You (and me) have your mum Louise to thank for that, I can honestly say I have also never seen such an adoring mother, you are her world and I hope you will learn to appreciate that and not take advantage as so many of the young do these days.
The pain of losing Ken is slowly subsiding, though there are still times when something sets a tear in my eye, nothing much, a particular song or sound, a sight, anything can trigger a memory of your great granddad.
The memories however don't fade. I spent last Monday clearing out his garage, making room and removing any rubbish that had accumulated since Ken became ill, not able to drive or even decide what was wanted and what not. Old doors, chairs etc, lots of stuff, 4 car-loads so far and still not complete. I found all the pieces to a chain saw, one he never used as he couldn't remember where he'd put all the bits, and the garage was such a mess we couldn't find it all - not that I'd have let him use it anyway, he probably wasn't capable of cutting wood by then.