your rose from under kitchen window has taken pride of place in my garden, hoping I haven't harmed it when digging it up, Samantha has got you concrete lady in her garden amongst the beautiful flowers. and the fuschia shes planted from your garden also looks great. been well over a week since you were so cruelly taken from us. and anger is now building in me. I know you would tell me to calm down but I cant. I desperately want to see you and I not allowed. ive looked closely at beautiful photos on here sent by family. in all of them you are laughing or smiling. im hoping my rose takes hold and flourishes to great health and beauty. exactly how I wish to remember you. we all in limbo wondering why this has happened, strangers carrying on there care free life completely unaware that ours has just been shattered. I love and miss you so much. to here your laugh. your voice, mum sleep tight. your son Michael