Where does time go? It is almost incon-ceivable that a year should have passed since Marika died. Her cousin Franci wrote to us today, saying "Years go by, now there’s one that has passed, 365 days and many heart beats. We think very much of you, especially this day." Certainly we have all been thinking of Marika a lot this year.
We had decided to spread some more of her ashes this morning at English Bay, near where Vicky and Mark live. It is a beautiful beach right in downtown Vancouver, along which Mum and Dad would walk when they visited.
We woke up relatively early (though not quite as early as Mum might have) and headed over to the beach before sunrise. There were already several people out, jogging, walking, feeding the birds (Mum would have disapproved of the latter).
We enjoyed the view for a few more moments, and then went off to have breakfast. We've had some messages and phone calls from friends and relatives, and will be thinking of Marika lots more today...
