Many times I have read advice along the lines of: "Don't come to my grave to tell me how much you love me and how much you miss me: tell me now -before it's too late." For those of you who have not experienced bereavement I say:- Of course this is good advice but it is not that simple. It is one of life's sad truths that, no matter how much you tell someone you love them, no matter how much you strive to make your deeds match, or even surpass, your words - it will not be enough. One day you will look back with bitterness and regret, saying, "I failed you!" And it will be true. That is not to say that I did indeed do enough but just don't recognise it:- I did not. Now it is too late so I must live with that failure, that crippling regret for the rest of my life, recognising it every day with the horrible realisation that I can do nothing to put it right. "I love you and I miss you every day, Terri!"💔💔💔💔💔