Dolphins showed up for Cat’s memorial today.
It went well. Truly. It was gorgeous and heartfelt and a myriad other things that I don’t seem to have words for at the moment. It’s exhaustion, probably, and grief—it still just doesn’t feel right that she’s gone. I haven’t settled with that at all, and I don’t think anyone else has either…but today was a step in that direction I guess. We all took it together, which is the entire point.
Dinner was lovely after. Wolfie curled up on my shoulder and we made silly butt jokes and talked to Alistair about his upcoming series regular gig and had cocktails and Greek food. All on a rooftop with a spectacular view.
I’m so tired I could sleep for an age.