Dear Dad you have been gone now from this earth for two and a half months and l feel as l pass your flat the need to go in and check you are ok, and l have to remind myself that you are no longer there, it’s very hard to except. I know you are at peace now and with my dearest mum who l miss so very very much, time l know will heal but the missing of you both will go on and on for ever. I shall be glad when all the investigation’s into your death are finished by the hospital and the Coroners inquest. The great sadness we all feel is the way you died was so unfair and it has shocked everyone of your family and friends. Love you dad even though you will never hear me say that anymore. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/do-not-stand-by-my-grave-and-weep-by-mary-elizabeth-frye

Hi Dave, thanks for all the great memories! My favourite is when you spelled my name differently on a birthday card and the envelope it was in. Still makes me laugh. And just so you know, I didn’t did it! Love you lots, Dylan and Kirsty xo