Thinking of you this morning as always a hymn comes to mind on a Sunday morning. 'New every morning is the love.' You're never far away from our thoughts and your presence with us as
always has since you passed . From chatting to you whilst I make Dad's bed and or putting your photo near the telly when City and or England are playing . Sunday will always be the day I wake up with the hymn in my head and you in my thoughts. Love never dies and both Dad and Auntie Mavis , myself and cousin Wendy chatted about you and Uncle Tony as we saw Auntie Mavis reach her 90th. We might not be able to hold and kiss you but somehow we know you are here with us so I thank you this Sunday
for your presence as the Lord, himself must let you keep us strong from your heavenly home xx
