I am getting to know these gardens well. The first couple of times I walked here with a friend, and then I decided I was feeling brave enough to visit on my own. That first time was tough, all I could think was that Robert wasn’t beside me. But I found a bench and just sat with my grief for a while. Once I was ready I continued to explore, keeping to the quieter paths. An hour or so later the world did feel a little bit lighter, and now everytime I visit here alone it feels mostly okay. I feel safe as explore the familiar paths as well as new ones. There is a lot of ground to cover, and it is evident from the number of solitary walkers I am not the only widowed person seeking sanctuary in the beauty of this arboretum.