More memories and smile

What can you say about a woman who studies Medicine during the war, Volunteers with the Samaritans, furthers the reasearch into Rheumatoid arthritis and raises a brilliant family? She introduced us to Chilli con Carne, fed the hungry hoards who invaded from Scotland and the many teenagers who lounged around the house after school.

Not one person could think of a bad memory about her. She always had a kind word for you. When she smiled she meant it. Her beauty was not skin deep.

The staff at the home where she spent her last 2 years were desperately sad to loose her.

I would love to think that people would think half of the good things they think about her, when I go, but I seriously doubt it.

The world is a sadder place without her.