Today it’s one month since Nadine closed her eyes forever. I went for a run this morning with tears in my eyes. The woods above our house hold so many memories of togetherness. It is so hard to accept that Nadine isn’t around anymore and that all these things can never be repeated, just replayed in some shadowy memories.

In fact it’s the little things I miss the most: walking the woods together, sharing a jar of sangria in the sun, visiting the vicunas at the Wilhelma, going to the movies, … All these things that make perfect days. I would give everything for being able to spend some more of them with Nadine.

P.S.: The picture was taken on a day trip to the pictorial village of Colliure in Southern France.