Miss you so much mum, every day, but today on your first aniversary is especially hard. I will always always love you and thanks for being such a loving kind mother x x x
Rita
28th January 2012
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