My dear sister.... I know you left us on the 2nd November, but for me it will always be on a Friday.... There is never a day that passes that I don't think of you... You sent me this poem during your illness, and I have shared it with many... For me, it was a measure of your constant selflessness, even during your darkest days... I saw a little butterfly. She danced along my lane, And as she passed me by, she fluttered out your name. She said you must not worry. She's giving you peace of mind. And as she left she softly spoke..... "LIFE WILL BE JUST FINE", And as I watched her fly away a feather floated down, For a dove had landed on a tree then glided to the ground. He sings a little whistle to fill your heart with love, And to tell you you're protected by Your angels up above.... As you said... Life is fine, but it's a very different kind of fine. You're loved and sorely, sorely missed every day. You would be very proud of your boys.... They're living very positive lives, built on the strong foundations created with you.... Luci and John's wedding was all you would have wished it to be.... I'm always looking out for white feathers, they make me smile... We'll all be together tomorrow for your first memorial walk... Send us some sunshine my love... I'll look out for it... Always, always, always in my heart. XXXX