Well, mam, a year today, we were on one of our girls-only trips. This one was to Glasgow; I didn't feel like going as I hadn't felt well at all. We didn't know it was the first day of a very long journey to find out that I wasn't well at all. You helped me every step of the way and sat with me whenever you could. When Covid stopped us being together, you sat on a seat in my garden, so we were close somehow. How I wish we cut have one more hour to chat again. I still keep picking up my phone, thinking I need to write you a quick text; we were always the first up in the morning. Take care and stay safe our sign off each time we chatted. Your forever safe now. 'Til we meet again someday. xx — feeling heartbroken.
Susan Turner:
01/11/2021