Your uncle Shawn used the truck to pick me and your cousins up tonight...you use to sit right there next to me when your mom used to watch Max and pick me up for school, you used to sit close and hold my hand. I remember one time in particular you sat close holding my hand and said with your sweet smile "I love you." We miss you so much Emily, our hearts are aching.
Amra
16th February 2011
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