26/12/2024
2024 is been one of the hardest years. You have left such a huge empty space. We know it was your time to go but oh how I wish we could turn back the clock have just one last cup of coffee, one last visit, one more season of baking in the kitchen , together, with you dipping your finger in the batter to taste and feel the texture is just right.
How are we suppose to do life without such a remarkable person? The guest farm is running. Guest enjoy your home, your meals, your piece of heaven on earth that you created for others to come and find peace and solace. You would have loved to have seen all the memories made yet again….
I know people across the country, indeed across the world will alway be grateful for what you have built up and left for others to love and enjoy and build family memories. But Oh! being here were you are not is so hard, for your home without you is now indeed but a house. Baking for Christmas this year was the greatest privilege, the greatest honour, but the most difficult thing, standing in your kitchen and you do not come through the door, you do not stand by the stove, you do not beat the eggs or soften the butter.Each pudding, cake, pie, baked with tears. Tears of love and gratitude and longing for your physically little but “oh so great a presence”with us. You loved each member of the family so incredibly well. You accepted, celebrated and invested time so beautifully, crafted relationship with each little person and created memories that not even the smallest person could ever forget. When we light a candle for you, we remember the light and love that your poured into others, indeed everyone you met.All will be well, though you are so missed. By far the hardest Christmas our little family has ever had to do, the children especially will never forget you and we hold on to the greatest example and lessons you so beautifully shared and lived; love others, accept them and “all is well” and so it must be.