Dear Olive, A hole in my life, that is the absence of you. It's never been filled in all these many years, and it never gets better.... its never less painful. its often just that its a different day, or different obligations, or different attentions. but when it all comes down to the quiet, and stillness and the "just being" there's still an ache that you just aren't there. Where are you right now and what are you doing? I'm interested to know.