Miss Ellis had a great impact on my life.
When I married, I kept a large part of myself. I didn’t make Robert the centre of my life, I didn’t give him my soul. When I felt myself falling too deep, I pulled back.
I kept remembering my Grandparents, how they were virtually one person. Until one body died, and so went the other.
Many times during my marriage I thought of leaving Robert, but I didn’t. I gave myself a lot of alone time, developed a lot of interests of which he was not part.
When he died he did not take my soul. He left an empty space, yes, but I didn’t need him to tell me what to eat, or where to go, or what to watch on television.
I still went out, still had my interests, my friends, and have continued to live.
My survival is due to Miss Ellis.