849 days since you left...
One of my friends, (Kev, who actually told me to start this blog), said to me when he read the last post, that he felt that was the final one... And I agreed. It felt like it had a natural ending... That was until last week.... As I was training for the Manchester 10k…running, grumpily, (because we all know how much I dislike running) I thought about Ben – for many reasons, but mainly reminiscing about the support he gave me when I was training for the half marathon in 2018 and how proud he was of me when I completed that – but also because I was running in a charity place for Mind – and that always spurred me on, because I knew Ben, and many others with mental health issues, have to fight and get through things on a daily basis, and so I knew I had to get through the runs, because it was nothing compared to what those people suffering, go through on a daily basis. Which then led me on to thinking about what Ben is thinking when he is watching over me. In one of the notes that Ben