To remember you, five months have now passed and all the memories I have of you are so very crystal clear, a day hasn't gone by that you haven't popped into my head. Whether it be a song, flower or fashion in a shop window, you just seem to jump into my mind, even when you were still with us in hospital and I was at the other side working, my thoughts were how you were doing. If you were having a good or bad day, and when it would be that I could see you again, then you were taken from us all, the hollow feeling that has been left behind where you have been ripped out of our lives is so unbearable maybe this is why I remember you every day? Maybe because I want to? Don't want to let you go? Who knows. Sometimes I even feel like you are trying to talk to me through songs, like on Christmas eve, I went to talk to you before I went to Whitley Bay to visit other relatives and after I spoke to you and headed off in the car the spice girls came on the radio singing their last song 'Goodbye', which I can remember you singing on the Kareoke. As you may imagine I cried for the whole journey, this is one of the many things that has happened since you were taken from us. Kate and Jane feel they have lost someone very special as they looked upon you as the older sister they don't have, who they could go to for advice about anything and not feel embarrassed, just as you did with me for many years. Uncle Andrew who holds his feelings so very close to his heart also will miss you so very much, Andrew and myself have talked about when you were born as I had just met him on the 25th of November and you'd came into our lives the very next day, I don't know where the expression 'Giddy Aunt' comes from but that is how I would have described myself that evening dancing around my new boyfriends flat thrilled at the feeling of becoming an auntie. You made such a big impression on our lives I feel with all our memories you will live in us all forever. Love always Auntie Lydia, Uncle Andrew, Kate and Jane.