MY DAD WASN'T FAMOUS,HE WASN'T RICH, HE WASN'T KNOWN WORLD WIDE.....

BUT WHAT HE WAS, WAS UNIQUE, MY DAD.

HE WAS THE HEAD OF OUR FAMILY, HE DIDN'T SAY HE LOVED US, HE DIDN'T KISS OR CUDDLE....BUT WE FELT HIS LOVE.....LIKE A BLANKET, A WARM SOFT WOOLLY BLANKET, ON A COLD NIGHT.

IT ENVELOPED US AND KEPT US SAFE.

BUT HE'S GONE AND I NEVER THANKED HIM FOR BEING THERE.

I TOOK HIM FOR GRANTED, WE ALL DID  BUT I THINK HE FELT OUR LOVE, LIKE WE FELT HIS.

NOW HE'S GONE AND THERE'S A VOID. THERE'S STILL THE LOVE.....PERHAPS ALL THE MORE INTENSE NOW HE'S GONE.

HE MIGHT NOT HAVE BEEN FAMOUS BUT HE MADE HIS MARK AND FOREVER HIS LIGHT WILL SHINE WTHIN US ALL.   

our mum

when our dad died mum tried to carry on for all of us .

but part of her died along with our dad , she was never the same after that , slowly she was leaving us.she loved us all , she helped us all and the part of her that loved us kept her with us until she died .

when you looked at our mum you noticed her eyes , such beautiful eyes and her smile , a smile that could light up a room . we're going to miss that smile . but my mum died at home thats what she wanted , it was peaceful and she was surrounded by our love . our dad came to fetch her and now they're together .

mark and rob summed our mum up years ago when they used to say to people "don,t you know our mums olive beeson."

thank-you mum and dadfor all you did for us , until we meet again we love you .