There is a saying in Neverland that every time you breathe a grown-up dies.

My Granddad died on Friday.

I'm not too sure how I'm feeling at the moment.  I just want to sleep.  That's it really.  I just feel like I'm in a whirl.  It's not chaotic, but it's not soothing either.  It just kind of engulfs me and I don't really care anymore.

I thought that these pictures were pretty.

Love you Granddad.  xx