Mom, I love you. I will never forget that last night I spent with you. Such a strange strange night. Though I felt utterly devastated and completely useless sitting next you, I'm happy now that we shared that time together cos I wasn't always around, was I? You'll be happy to know that Maia can pick you out in every photo and says 'Nana' and I won't let her forget you. I've become a green-fingers in the garden lately and who else would I have gotten that from? Contoniastor Pendula ... Pirilias Piranas. Well I've said my piece for now, who knows if this'll get to you, feels like sending Santa my letter ... but I know that I always got what I asked for, so maybe... Thanks.

Hi Doff,i think of you every day and night.i cried again yesterday,the hurt is just as strong today as it was in May 2009.I cant be going round with a long sad face all the time but thats really what I want to do.It takes effort to pretend.The dreaded job in the bathroom has turned out lovely,it almost drove me over the edge.I seem to want to be doing stuff all the time,I suppose it helps me.I am taking all the lads to a Michael Buble concert for my Birthday,Jon and Ruth are flying in for it,I often play his CD but the Bastard sings some very lonesome songs,I hope I dont babble during the concert,Ha.I hope you can have a laugh at me every now and then.My life has no direction now but the lads are great,you did a great job with themOur small bungelow is now a very large empty cave without you,.We will talk again soon,Bill xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

I suppose being 40 miles away is no excuse for not knowing you better Doff but the one good thing your illness did was brought us really close. Mary and myself really looked forward to those trips up to see you and Bill, and those ever loving words, (and how are you Mike?) always the listener, always caring about others. My most abiding memoty of you Doff is maybe one year into your bastard disease, Billy rang me you were on your way to Limerick for some flowers, Bill said you wanted to meet me for a few minutes, at the time I was working in Dooradoyle, 15 minutes later you arrived. I will always remember how well you looked that day with your new wig, thanking me for going to Rome with Bill, and giving me a €50 voucher for Shaws, months later I bought a lovely shirt with it, forever reminding me of the lovely woman you really were. I miss you Doff. I suppose you are up there in your heavenly garden having a good laugh at us all. Leave a few weeds for me. See you soon Sis. Love you always - Mike and Mary

Cant believe its been a year,feels like we only say goodbye a few weeks ago.Xxx

AT OUR WINDOW WE KEEP YOUR CANDLE BURNING

Thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday and days before that too. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories and a picture in a frame. Your memory is a keepsake, with which I'll never part. God has you in His keeping, I have you in my heart.

Happy Mothers Day,our 1st without you. Love you. Xxxxxxx

I had a dream last night that I was with mom in the hospital and she held my hand.It was so real,it feels like I really did hold her hand in the middle of the night.It was nice to remember what that felt like.x

Dor would never go on a holiday unless she would save up for it for maybe 6 months or longer,I was like a gypsy and wanted to go NOW.I tried to get us away with all sort of stories and conditions.I could never shift her even when I booked a holiday in Rome on the quiet and had everything booked,it all fell flat and no way would she go.JESUS but she was stubborn,