One Year On, and Menz Shed

 It is  one year ago today since I lost my beloved husband Robin.  A year of loss, of grief, of missing him so much.  Also a year of growth, doing things I never had to before.  I wear his wedding band with mine, and light a candle for him each night.  Always  loved, always remembered, and always on my mind.  

On the bedside cabinet

The local Menz Shed was a big part of Robin's life, so yesterday I had arranged to take some morning tea down to the members to celebrate Robin's anniversary.  I had been busy baking and whipped up a fruit loaf flavoured with whisky, and a tray of chocolate weetbix crunch.  On the way down I called in to the supermarket and purchased three cream sponges as well, these so tasty and such good value.  In fact, they were always Robin's go-to over the years when he wanted  to take something along for his birthday "shout".  

Menz Shed building

All the morning tea was set out, hot drinks were made, and the men settled down to enjoy their morning tea.  Ron, the Secretary introduced me, and gave a run down on the years Robin had spent with this club, including his many years on the committee.  Wiping away a few tears, I said a few words too,  hoping I hadn't made the men uncomfortable with me getting emotional.    Robin was one of those people who liked to be involved, and enjoyed being on committee to help run the club.   Interesting enough, I had never set foot in this building before, but had only popped down to drop Robin off or collect him on a few occasions.

On the wall of the smoko (tea) room

Many thanks to Lyn and John who found the following photo of Robin for me today, taken at the Menz Shed some time ago.    I had never seen this photo before.  He certainly does look happy.  

Robin in his happy place