I lost my DH a month ago. The unwanted are the one who phoned with religious spiel telling me I had to accept God's wishes - not much choice there, the man who had to come and see me as he was a good friend despite not seeing my sick DH in 10 years, the acquaintances who phone and leave silences where I am supposed to fill in all the details (I don't); the wanted are all those who sent cards, letters and flowers, popped by with a cake, let my DH know they would look after me - and have, the ones who have supported us both and are there for me when I am able to see them. It has to be my agenda, not theirs.
Good Morning Tuesday 23rd April St Georges Day