When she died, he surrounded himself with all the things she adored

When she died, he surrounded himself with all the things she adored. He put Gay on the radio every morning, watched Mum's television shows, bought her favourite biscuits in his weekly shopping trip even though he never ate them. He liked to see them on the shelf when he opened the cupboard, liked to see her magazines beside his newspaper. He liked her slippers staying beside her armchair by the fire. He liked to remind himself that his entire world hadn't fallen apart. Sometimes we need all the glue we can get, just to hold ourselves together.

Cecelia Ahern, Thanks for the Memories