I couldn’t sleep on Sunday evening, so at around 2am I do what I do usually when I can’t sleep: I go online. Checking my emails I had one from a friend who used to live in France. He had some very bad news for me. His wife had been murdered on the 7th April.
Well both Thumpah and I knew them as a couple, and saw them both from time to time when they lived here. Needless to say we were both in a lot of shock after hearing this terrible news, I really couldn’t sleep.
For the moment the whole thing is so surreal, it’s a feeling as if you don’t want to realise that what has happened is true. How someone could do such a thing to a person who was kindness itself really goes beyond belief.
I wrote with our condolences to our friend – feeling pretty useless and futile. I still feel useless, but what can you do? Of course, we have our young son to look after and that is one thing that dictates that life goes on. I’m almost sure that our friends wife would want things to be that way.
We will always remember her with great fondness – that I am sure of.