Sunday, 26 June 2011
This was the first sugar rose I ever made. I dusted it yellow because it was yellow roses that Wayne used to give me. He grew them in his garden and they had a fantastic scent that could fill a whole room.
It was a yellow rose that he gave me when I went to Ireland last June and I sent him photos of me and 'Rose' in Dublin and Kilkenny. It was yellow roses that I sent to his funeral a month later. He died at midnight a year ago today.
Wayne was kind, clever, handsome, charming and generous. Every day I thank him for what he taught me and what he gave me over the last five years, which has helped me reach the happy place I am in now. I just wish he could have been happy too.
Night night, sweetheart x