I wish I could have waved that magic wand and made everything better, dear Niece. . You will live on in your wonderful family. Rest in Peace. Aunty Jan x
Jan
13th July 2016
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland