Our happy family. Picture taken in 1993
Tomorrow, 14th July marks my dad's 12th year anniversary.
You are deeply missed by my mum, brothers, sisters and all your love ones.
Dad,
God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be. So he put his arms around you, and whispered “Come to Me”. With tearful eyes we watched you, we watched you fade away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands now rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best.
