JanetBRAYBRAY - JANET, October 17, 2020. Aged 55 years. My lovely wife, how can I tell my heart that you have gone away, I want to make things right, but don't know what to say. I am lonely and sad, I cannot believe you have gone, but others tell me to get over it, they say I must move on, but they don't know how I feel, they would not know where to start, one minute I was happy, then my world was ripped apart. Yes I need to mourn and to do it in my own way, to listen to my heart and not what others say. Yes, there will be dark times, yes I will be sad, it will hurt me for a while when I remember what we had, but time will heal my heart, time will ease the sorrow, it may not be today, it may not be tomorrow. Yes there will be tears, I may scream and shout, I cannot lock the pain away, I have to let it out. True friends will stick by me, others may walk away, true friends will hold my hand and listen to what I have to say. It's my right to mourn and to learn to deal with grief, it's not what you see on the outside, but what I feel underneath. Goodnight, God bless baby, until we meet again. - Your Brokenhearted Husband John xxx. Requiem Mass to be held at St Francis of Assisi on Thursday 5th November at 11.00am followed by cremation at Springwood Crematorium. Family flowers only please, but donations can be sent direct to Marie Curie Hospice in memory of Jan. All enquiries to Thomas Porter & Sons 345-347 Park Road, Dingle, L8, Tel 0151 7271911. My lovely mum, there are angels God put on this earth who care for us and guide us, you can feel their love and gentleness as they walk through life beside us. They do great things for us every day, they whisper in our ears, they even hold us in their hearts. When we are filled with all our fears they are always there to give a hug and try to make us smile. They treat us with respect and love, they treat us like their child. God bless me with an angel, I'm proud to call my own. She's been with me throughout my life, been with me as I've grown. She's guided me the best she can, she's taught me like no other and I'm thankful I'm the lucky one who gets to call her ... MOTHER. Goodnight, God bless mum. - Brokenhearted Daughter Annie xxx.
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